In the military camp, Zhongshan Weisun had no freedom in what he wore.
In the past, clad in fine robes and white jade, refined and scholarly in a way utterly at odds with the Military Court Empire's temperament, he now wore a cumbersome suit of standard-issue armor, a solemn part of the military state.
Jing State's military system was strict, and ranks at every level were displayed with great clarity upon one's armor.
From Zhongshan Weisun's armor, one could tell that his current military rank was not high—given his talent, strength, and family background, the fact that he still occupied such a position showed just how strict Zhongshan Yanwen was with him.
With a refined smile on his face, his graceful bearing undiminished by the clumsy armor, he saluted Jiang Wang with flawless etiquette. "Pavilion Elder Jiang! It has been years since we last met. Your bearing surpasses even that of the past!"
Jiang Wang smiled and supported him, not allowing him to bow. "Brother Weisun, why are you being so distant now? Come to think of it, we're fellow graduates!"
They had both been contestants in the same Yellow River Assembly. Though one had competed in the Inner Palace Arena and the other in the Outer Tower Arena, they could naturally be considered "fellow graduates."
Zhongshan Weisun deliberately sighed. "How unfortunate it is to be fellow graduates with Brother Jiang! On River Viewing Terrace, the stars once shone in dazzling splendor; now, they have all been dimmed by you alone!"
One really had to read more. Even flattering someone sounded more sophisticated that way.
Jiang Wang repeatedly said, "You flatter me to death," but he had already thrown an arm around Zhongshan Weisun's shoulders. Before long, they were exceedingly close.
This Zhongshan Weisun was simply too polite!
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