At the entrance, a line of imposing soldiers stood.
Each one of them clutched a long spear tightly in their hands.
Their eyes were resolute, clearly well-trained.
At that moment.
A woman's chattering voice came from inside.
Soon after.
A young woman, looking rather wild, appeared.
The woman seemed not very old, around twenty years old.
Her hair was tied in a bun with several bird feathers stuck in it.
Her upper body was wrapped in a simple yellow cloth resembling a tube top, a style Chen Fang had seen quite a bit along the way.
Most Klo Clan women dressed this simply on top.
Below, she wore a very intricately made short skirt.
The colors were quite complex as well.
The skirt was very short.
Almost reaching the top of her thighs.
Her skin wasn't fair, presenting a healthy bronze color.
However, her legs were long and slender, no less than Nanda's.
When the woman appeared, the muscular man immediately became respectful and started reporting something to her.
