C61 Banditslaying(1)

"What's this?"

Donning his winter armor, Chu Wen picked up a steel saber, his gaze filled with puzzlement as he watched Chu Bao unreservedly select the most suitable weapon.

Typically, the patrol team was equipped with only a few iron weapons, the rest being wooden. The sudden issue of so many genuine weapons suggested something was afoot.

Observing Chu Hen's stern demeanor