Li Changfeng gave a wry smile when he heard this. "Commander Lu! You know my ambitions do not lie here!"
Commander Lu waved his hand. "Hey! Hear me out first! I have my reasons for doing this, and it is also His Majesty's wish. We cannot have a commoner martial artist marry Princess, can we? With this position, your status will no longer seem so lowly to others!"
Li Changfeng's expression darkened. It seemed there were still many in the Imperial Court who looked down on him as a commoner martial artist. His Majesty has gone to great lengths for me; I cannot disappoint his expectations!
"Fine! I accept this matter! Thank you for your recommendation, Commander Lu!"
Commander Lu was overjoyed. He had seen Li Changfeng's strength with his own eyes—it was truly astonishing. At such a young age, Li Changfeng already possessed the strength of a Grandmaster, with limitless prospects ahead of him. And now that he had joined the Brocade-Clad Guard, it would be an enormous benefit to them.
Although the Brocade-Clad Guard were considered the emperor's trusted confidants, their overall strength was not particularly formidable. Take the previous great battle, for example—had Murong Longbo not acted in time, they would likely have been wiped out to the last man.
In truth, the Brocade-Clad Guard could not be blamed for their weakness. Murong Longbo had spent all these years in seclusion, never managing or training them, leaving them to their own devices. Naturally, their strength had not become as great as expected.
War Prince Murong Longzhan, however, was different. He had personally trained part of the Eastern Depot and Imperial Guard officers. Though the time had not been long, it had still been enough to suppress the Brocade-Clad Guard and Western Depot severely, creating the current situation.