The Rain Cutter Army, one of Qi's Nine Legions, was currently stationed in the capital region.
Ji Zhaonan lived right in the military camp.
He couldn't get used to living in Linzi.
He wasn't comfortable with its bustling prosperity and tranquil air.
Though the Administration Hall had unanimously named him the foremost person in Qi under thirty, he still lived like an ordinary soldier in the camp: sleeping in a tent, eating from the communal pot, and reporting for drills on schedule.
Perhaps the only thing that set him apart was that he had a tent to himself, one befitting a commander—though it still fell short of what his status deserved.
But it was enough.
He had weathered far harsher conditions. Being stationed outside Linzi and taking turns guarding the capital was an easy assignment.
What kind of fighting could break out near Linzi these days?
At most, he might help the Patrol Inspection Office hunt down spies from other states, Heterodox Path practitioners, or some cult or other.
Like that "Equality State," for instance.
At that moment, Ji Zhaonan sat alone in his tent, carefully wiping his Shaohua Spear with a piece of snow-white cloth.
He had killed several members of Equality State today. It was a pity none of them had been important figures. It felt like a waste of his spear's edge.
The Divine Presence cultivator who had gone to Xia Kingdom to make contact was a high-ranking member of Equality State, yet he knew remarkably little. Even the few scraps of information he had were swiftly cut off.
Not one of the truly central figures had tried to escape in the hope of getting away. They had all committed suicide, making it nearly impossible to pursue the investigation.
But that was no longer his concern.
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