Presently, everyone was looking towards the city, and so were Yang Ye and An Nanjing.

Meanwhile, the gates to Phecda City opened abruptly, and then a middle aged man walked out from within the city.

Those 23 warriors immediately took a knee when they saw the middle aged man, and then they spoke in unison, “Commander!’

Commander!

The commander of the 72 warriors, Yang Zhen!

A solemn expression appeared on Yang Ye’s face because Yang Zhen was at the True Realm!

Another True Realm expert!

Yang Zhen glanced at the 23 warriors and nodded slightly, “Rise.”

They immediately stood up and stood respectfully behind Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen gazed at An Nanjing, sized her up, and said, “You don’t seem to be a member of the Yang Clan.”

An Nanjing asked, “Does that make a difference?”

“Of course!” Yang Zhen continued, “No matter what Yang Ye, Yang Xu, Yang Yan, Marshal Yang Lan, and these warriors of mine do, it’s an internal affair of my Yang Clan. But you’re an outsider. The Yang Clan won’t treat outsiders the same way it treats its own members. Understand?”

“She’s my...