The middle-aged man looked at Shura Shiye with a somewhat similar look. What he initially wanted Shura Shiye to do was to actually think that the other party was a mercenary who was on the run and to trick him with a small amount of money.

But if the other party is a fifth-grade warrior, he really doesn't dare to mess around.

After all, the other party can send you to the west with just one slap. Your own life is more important than the mission.

However, the middle-aged man had some doubts. Is this really a fifth-grade warrior?

Regardless of their origins, fifth-grade warriors should be regarded as heroes. Princes, generals, and ministers cannot be unknown people.

Who is this?

What's more, which fifth-grade warrior who has no money would be stopped by a little steward like me on the road, asking for money?!

It always feels unreliable.

Fifth grade, real or fake.

When middle-aged men face choices, they feel a bit dilemma.

Many people are afraid of facing the most important choice in life, the most important period of life. A correct choice can even protect you from worries for half your life, but a wrong choice may directly kill you.

It's hard to choose, especially between life and death, fame and fortune.

One step to heaven, one step to hell!

In this world, everyone's talent is different. If a person's talent is to choose accurately, then no matter what his origin, luck, appearance, or intelligence, he will definitely succeed.

The middle-aged man is obviously an ordinary person who lacks foresight and made a wrong choice at such a time.

He didn't believe in miracles and felt that Shura Shiye might be bragging.

"A fifth-grade warrior is a big shot. I don't know who you are, and he can ask for such a high price."

Shura Shiye said: "You have to think clearly. You want me to prove myself. If I prove it and you can't afford it, it won't be fun."

Seeing Shura Shiye like this, the middle-aged man felt more and more that it was fake, and sneered: "If you can prove yourself, how dare I not give money to the fifth-grade warrior? If you owe this money, you will die."

"Okay, then tell me how you want me to prove it."

"Your Majesty is a fifth-grade warrior, so naturally he has to do something different." The middle-aged man's eyes moved slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Here is a letter, you can send it to the leader of the orcs, after all, fifth-grade

Even though a warrior is among thousands of troops, he can come and go as he pleases, right?"

Shura Shiye took the letter, opened it casually, and took out the letter.

The middle-aged man was furious: "Bold!"

A group of people surrounded Shura Shiye and were at war with each other.

Shura Shiye didn't take it seriously. It was a blank piece of paper with not a single word written on it.

The middle-aged man was also surprised, but he was relieved. If there were words in the letter, not only Shura Shiye would be killed, but everyone who saw this scene today would also die.

Fortunately, there were no words on the letter, so everyone's lives were saved today, including my own.

After all, there are no words on the letter, so there can be another explanation, "Didn't you just say how to prove that you are a fifth-grade warrior? The letter is fake. This is an experiment. How about it? Do you dare to send it?"

Shura Shiye frowned, "Dare, why don't you dare. But, do I want to tell them who sent this letter?"

One of the servants said arrogantly, "Our master is the father-in-law of the third prince."

"The third prince's father-in-law, and the leader of the beast tribe..." Shura Shiye raised his eyebrows playfully.

The middle-aged man is strong and calm.
Chapter completed!