Chapter 2841

When Hamed saw a few people with East Asian appearances, he immediately smiled as he spoke in his fluent Oskian dialect, “The few of you must be Brother Wade’s subordinates. Welcome! Welcome! Warmest welcome!” The several people looked at each other, and they could not help but exchange glances with one another. In their impression, this kind of slogan such as ‘Welcome! Welcome! Warmest welcome!’, should be shouted out by young cheerleaders whose faces were blushing red, red scarves tied around their necks, and also flower garlands in their hands. But they would never have expected that these words would come out from the mouth of a big and burly Middle Eastern warlord who had a thick beard. The man who was leading the group was Isaac’s confidant, and his name was Yanciel Zewell. When Yanciel saw that Hamed was being so polite and had the demeanor of a warlord, he smiled politely as he asked, “You must be Commander Hamed, right?” Hamed nodded and laughed as he said, “We’re all f