"We...really did it!"

"Master Xia is mighty, Master Xia is mighty!"

Everyone looked at Xia He with fanatical eyes, no longer the numbness and resistance from before.

Xia He walked up to Ming San, patted him on the shoulder and praised him.

“Good job!”

"I'm going to keep my word. I'll give you one of the captured war horses!"

Although Ming San looked excited and his body was trembling, he still bowed and said,

"Thank you, sir!"

Xia He nodded, and pulled up the calf man who had fallen to the ground while holding the horse.

"May I have your name?"

Unexpectedly, the man didn't say a word, but just waved his arms and made grunting sounds with his mouth, looking very anxious.

"Sir, his name is Niu Ben, and he is mute."

Before Ming San, he and Niu Ben belonged to the same military household as him. Because that military household died in battle, he was selected this time.

"Mute?"

The man, who was as strong as a calf, looked embarrassed, as if he was afraid that Xia He would despise him. He clenched his fists tightly and waved his hands hurriedly.

Ming San was about to explain after seeing this, but Xia He raised his hand to stop him.

"No need to translate, I can understand it."

"Adults can understand sign language?"

"Did he say that he doesn't eat much and asked me not to chase him away?"

Ming San looked shocked.

Xia He looked him up and down, pinched Niu Ben's bones, and soon showed a look of surprise.

"Bear-bull body?"

Niu Ben was only at the Skin Refining level, so he didn’t notice it before.

This physique requires a lot of extra resources to refine qi and blood.

How many resources can a military slave get? How many superiors would be willing to give him up?

Xia He immediately ran towards the cow and said,

"Don't worry, I won't let you go. Just follow me and I'll make sure you get enough to eat!"

Niu Ben then nodded suddenly and his expression relaxed.