Watching the battered remnants of the Literary World armies slowly enter the drill ground, Pang Zhong used Tongue Blossoms Thunder. "Starting today, the veterans from every kingdom will remain at Two Worlds Mountain and accompany the troops onto the walls to guide the new recruits. After one month, all veterans may leave or choose to stay. After lunch, the army will take to the walls!"
Fang Yun dismounted and watched the Huayang Army and Shangwu Army approach. Each force had only a little over a thousand men, led respectively by the Jing Commandery Prince and the Shangwu Marquis, both long-renowned Grand Academicians of the Chu Kingdom.
Zhang Longxiang had met both men many years ago.
Fang Yun glanced at the Jing Commandery Prince. He was a thin, small old man, but his steps were exceptionally steady.
The Jing Commandery Prince avoided Fang Yun as though he had encountered a snake or scorpion. Without even offering the most basic nod of acknowledgment, he immediately turned and strode toward Gou Bao.
"Qishan Marquis, it has been some time." The Jing Commandery Prince wore a weary smile.
"Your Highness, you remain vigorous in your old age. This humble official admires you." Gou Bao hurriedly cupped his hands. Although both were Grand Academicians, a commandery prince ranked far above a marquis, and this particular prince was the King of Chu's uncle.
The Shangwu Marquis nodded lightly to Fang Yun without saying a word, then also approached Gou Bao. Smiling, he said, "Congratulations on your progress, Qishan Marquis."
Gou Bao stroked his beard and smiled. "Merely good fortune. Please join the Qishan Army, both of you. We would appreciate your guidance over the coming month. Before you leave, I would also like to ask you to carry a message to my family."
The Jing Commandery