The old man's eyes shed tears. He, who had not shed tears for half a century, was actually shedding tears at the moment.
"Iron Legion?" Jacob's heart skipped a beat. The troop that his great-grandfather had led before was so tough that the enemies trembled with fear, hence it was called the Iron Legion. Had the old man been a soldier in his great-grandfather's troops?
"Sir, what's your old chief's name?" Jacob asked tentatively.
"His... his surname is Ye, and his name is Thomas," the old man replied.
Jacob slapped his thigh, standing up instantly. "Sir, what's your name? Your chief is my great-grandfather."
"What? What did you say?" The old man was shocked, looking at Jacob in disbelief.
"I said that your chief is my great-grandfather." Jacob repeated again. What a coin
