The next day, Yang Zhengshan brought Yang Minghao and twenty soldiers, pulling three horse carts, to Jia City, where the Songzhou Guard was stationed.
He had originally wanted to pay his respects to Assistant Regional Commander Wang Bin first, but Wang Bin was not in Jia City. Supposedly, he had gone to Chongshan Pass.
Most likely to deliver holiday gifts as well.
Yang Zhengshan guessed as much in his heart, but he still felt somewhat regretful that he could not meet Wang Bin. As a subordinate, he naturally had to show his face in front of his superior often—especially for something like gift-giving. If he could not meet the person himself, it always felt as though something was missing.
But he could not stay in Jia City waiting for Wang Bin. Since he could do nothing about it, he could only hand the holiday gifts he had prepared to the steward of Wang Bin's residence.
The steward was quite courteous. He even specially invited Yang Zhengshan into the residence to sit for a while, and also invited Wang Bin's eldest son, Wang Sheng, to receive Yang Zhengshan.
In the exquisitely decorated sitting room, Wang Sheng cupped his fists with a very gentle attitude and said, "Nephew Wang Sheng greets Uncle Yang of the Yang Family!"
Hearing this form of address, Yang Zhengshan felt somewhat strange inside.
"Greetings, Eldest Young Master. Haha, everyone outside says Eldest Young Master possesses outstanding talent and an extraordinary Martial Dao. Seeing you today, your reputation is truly well deserved!"
Yang Zhengshan said with a touch of flattery.
However, his words were not entirely flattery. This eldest young master of the Wang Family did indeed possess extraordinary Martial Dao talent. It was said that he had become a martial artist at fifteen and a Post-Heaven Martial