With such words, Ding Hao took the highest moral position. What he said was forceful and made the people around him secretly nod their approval.
People around him showed him some respect.
"Correct, little brother!" In the crowd, a strong middle-aged man who had a red and dust gray long beard couldn't help cheering loudly.
The man was 2.3 meters tall with a coarse gown with long red hair tied behind his head with a hemp rope, with a pair of straw sandals in the bare feet. The bare muscles of his forearms and calves were like cast iron. He was full of explosive force with a rough and crazy taste. On his back was a huge long crimson saber almost as long as he was. Standing his head and shoulder above the crowd, he had an oppressive force.
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