He may not know about a small person like Zhu Hengyu.

But Su Ziyun's name is still well-known.

Whether it is the eldest grandson of the Su family, or the personal disciple of the head of the Demon Sheep Sword Sect.

Neither of these two identities can afford him.

The old village chief has heard that Su Ziyun is in the training of new recruits this time.

And Su Ziyun would have missed such a good opportunity to obtain military achievements and let Zhu Hengyu come over.

At this time, Zhu Hengyu's identity couldn't help but raise countless questions.

The old village chief felt his mouth dry and couldn't help swallowing, licking his chapped lips, and asked carefully.

"I wonder what the relationship between Zhu Hengyu's Demon Envoy and the Su family's son is."

"It's right... Zhu Hengyu frowned and thought for a while, then said.

"I can't say anything about it."

"Anyway, he often gives me gifts."

"This time he came to Anping Village, it was also arranged by him."

After a pause, Zhu Hengyu said with great firmness.

Su Ziyun and I have a "living life" friendship! "What!"

The old village chief exclaimed loudly.
Chapter completed!