It was unknown how long it had been before Xiao Tianyang's office door was knocked on again.
"Come in."
Xiao Tianyang capped his fountain pen, then looked up toward the doorway.
The people Yue Fei had brought were not particularly young; most were already of a certain age.
Yet whether because of their bearing or their naturally steady demeanor, they seemed rather difficult to read.
Of course, Xiao Tianyang knew who they were without Yue Fei introducing them.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Led by Yue Fei, the nine men present clasped their hands and bowed to Xiao Tianyang in unison.
Xiao Tianyang raised a hand and pointed ahead. The floor tiles rippled as though they had turned into water.
Nine chairs rose neatly from within them.
Once the chairs had settled into place, he said, "Sit."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The nine men offered their thanks, then took their seats one after another.
Xiao Tianyang was the first to speak. "Grand Commandant, I intend to expand by another eight legions."
"The candidates for Legion Commanders are the eight gentlemen before us. What do you think?"
Without a moment's hesitation, Yue Fei answered seriously, "There is absolutely no problem."
His gaze toward Han Xin and the others was filled with admiration and expectation. "Their abilities and experience are no less than mine."
"If there is any regret, it is only that there is not enough time to let them train their troops."
Seniority had never been an issue in the Tianwu Dynasty.
Or rather, this was not the first time Xiao Tianyang had boldly promoted newcomers.
From Yue Fei to Bai Qi, Wang Jian, Li Mu, and Lian Po, which one of them had not been a newcomer?
Yet Xiao Tianyang had brushed aside all objections and decisively elevated them to the