"Thank you, Quete."
"In you, I surprisingly see a kind of vitality."
"I'm ashamed, as a viscount enfeoffed by the Kingdom, and also a senior knight."
"My courage can't compare to yours."
Kunyel dismounted proactively this time, walked to Zong Shen, and extended his right hand.
Zong Shen, seeing Kunyel suddenly filled with fighting spirit, extended his own hand as well.
The two hands clasped together. Although Kunyel looked quite aged, his hand remained strong and powerful. However, Zong Shen, with a strength attribute of 108 points, naturally did not mind his strength and merely controlled his own strength to a suitable level.
After a gentle shake, they released their hands. Zong Shen didn't say much; from Kunyel's eyes, he understood that his purpose had been achieved.
Kunyel himself was a senior knight and also a noble, possessing rich combat experience; his abilities were not poor, but his mindset had issues.
