As a Wood Elf mage who was no longer young, Locke was exhausted after such a long journey. Now that he had arrived in Xianyang, he naturally needed to rest for a few days.
Zhou Xu had originally planned to arrange lodgings for him outside the palace. After all, there were no such things as guest rooms inside the imperial palace.
But Locke refused, saying that he could simply stay with John and the others for the next few days. It had also been a long time since he had seen the younger members of his tribe.
Zhou Xu did not refuse either and directly had John arrange a place for him.
In any case, Wood Elves made up the vast majority of the imperial guards' dormitory. Since Locke wanted to stay there, they only needed to find an empty bed and put him in.
Everyone knew that John had needed to return to the village, but clearly no one had expected him to bring their chieftain back with him.
At first, everyone was quite enthusiastic when they heard that the chieftain had arrived. After all, it really had been a while since they had seen him. Seeing him again did indeed feel rather familiar.
And since it was now the lunch break, the Wood Elves all gathered around at once.
Looking at those familiar yet unfamiliar faces, Locke was filled with emotion.
Those brats had changed far too much in temperament. They had changed so much that he could hardly recognize them.
"Come on, let's show the chieftain the dormitory first."
As he spoke, John led Locke toward the dormitory building.
The imperial guards' dormitories housed ten people to a room. Since they were organized into squads of ten, all the members of each squad lived together so that