One man chuckled and teased, "Hey, what enemy activity? Only you are this energetic every day, never letting a single thing slip by. Who'd want to come to this dump of ours? It's nothing but a few petty thieves who show up every now and then to try and pilfer something."
Xia City was a strategic fortress, but the environment was simply too harsh. Many brawny men couldn't stand it. Anyone with connections tried their best to get transferred away after arriving.
Those who remained were mostly grunts from poor backgrounds, just trying to get by.
Having been here for a long time, they had gradually figured out the methods of the outsiders. Sometimes they would go out for a fight and come back with ears to claim merits, but more often, they just guarded this tiny patch of land, with only the yellow sand and rocky mountains for company.
After a while, that initial spirit had long since been worn away.
Only a greenhorn like Ye Yunfeng could still muster up any enthusiasm.
