Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 56

His every movement seemed to be able to stir up the surrounding air.

If anyone from the Northwest Military District saw this person, they would definitely salute and not dare to slight him.

Zander!

He was a three-star commander who controlled hundreds of thousands of troops.

In the past, he was Sean's personal guard commander, and to Sean, he was absolutely loyal.

Zander raised his head and looked at the Quinn residence.

"This is it."

Zander sounded excited.

"Commander Young, those people have been sent away."

"Why don't you go to see them?"

The young man was confused and asked softly.

"You only do things, you don't have to ask."

"Also, we have already left the army. Don't call me that anymore in the future."

Zander spoke slowly, but there was no doubt in his voice.

"Yes!"

The young man lowered his head and answered. Then he rubbed the tip of his nose and looked around.

"The people of River City are surely lively. They are watching the moon from the river."

Yuan Zheng slowly turned his head and followed the young man's gaze.

Yuan Zheng's eyes widened from this look.

With another, Zander's expression looked excited.

The next second, his eyes turned red, and his body trembled.

"Comm-Commander..."

Zander, who had the highest rank amongst the soldiers, was stammering with excitement.

Immediately after, Zander walked towards the riverbank with an excited expression.

The young man frowned slightly, but he still followed.

Yuan Zheng stared at the young man in the wheelchair without stopping.

Finally, the distance between them decreased to less than twenty meters.

Zander finally confirmed who that person was.

Even from the back, Zander could recognize him.

However, Zander slowly stopped.

The next second, he fell to her knees.

"Brother Zander, you!"

The young man widened his eyes and stepped forward to help him up.

Zander lowered his head, and when he looked up again, his face was covered in tears.

The young man was shocked.

As a three-star commander, Zander's status was extremely high.

He was a good soldier. He would shed blood, sweat, and tears, and never desert his men.

At that moment, Zander's face was covered in tears. He gritted his teeth and suppressed himself, so he did not make a sound.

In the distance, the figure in the wheelchair looked extremely lonely, like a lone wolf that had been separated from its pack.

Lonely and miserable.

"He is..!"

Yuan Zheng's body trembled, and his lips quivered.

No matter how naive the young man was, he understood the situation before him.