"Master, what exactly is the Iron Clothes Department responsible for? Isn't my cultivation a little too low to serve as Department Master..."
Yang Ling continued asking questions along the way.
Zhao De said mildly, "Your cultivation will suffice for now, while it's just being established. After all, our duties don't require us to fight anyone.
Our main task is to monitor the sects of the Rong State, including but not limited to the seven First-rate Sects."
So that's how it is... In its early days, the Iron Clothes Department only monitored the sects. It didn't have the authority to handle public security and criminal cases that it had in the later Zhao State...
Looking at it that way, the early Iron Clothes Department was more like the Patrol Division. All I'd have to do was keep my eyes open and talk. Fighting wouldn't fall to the Iron Clothes Department for now.
Yang Ling felt a little reassured.
After all, this was his Exclusive Instance, and he had to enter it once a month.
If it threw him into the deep end right from the start, it would be far too dangerous.
At last, the two returned to camp.
Gazes landed on Zhao De and Yang Ling in unison.
The four generals wore Sky Wolf Battle Armor, their helmets tucked under their arms. At the sight of Yang Ling, they sighed in relief and smiled, nodding in greeting.
Lin Zhen and the other two had been growing anxious. The Decapitation Operation had clearly ended, and everyone had come down the mountain, yet their Senior Brother Yang was nowhere to be found!
When Yang Ling appeared, the three felt that life held promise again, and all sighed in relief.
If anything had happened to him, they truly would not have known how