Shi Chun did as instructed, cutting his finger and dripping a drop of blood onto the Command Token. The blood landed on the faintly glowing token with an immediate sizzle, as though poured onto red-hot iron, then vanished in a hiss of vapor.
The glow faded from the token, and Man Xi tossed it to Shi Chun with a smile.
Shi Chun was about to thank him when Mulan Jin interrupted. "You two may go."
He clearly still had something to discuss privately with Man Xi.
Man Xi called out, "Someone come here." Once someone arrived, he pointed at Shi Chun and Mulan Qingqing. "The Centurion of number three thousand. Take them to join their unit."
"Yes." The officer cupped his hands in acknowledgment, then extended a hand to usher them out.
Shi Chun and Mulan Qingqing could only follow him away.
After leaving the hall, Shi Chun turned the Command Token over in his hand and found that it did indeed bear the number "three thousand." There were five teams, each with three thousand tokens. In other words, he belonged to the Heavenly Court Team's very last unit, number three thousand.
Just then, several people emerged from the corridor at the other end, having come down a staircase to one side. Leading them in the center was a slender, well-proportioned man in plain clothing.
The man's skin was fair and clear, and his picturesque beauty carried an air of noble, chilly aloofness. One glance at that face was enough to tell that this was a woman dressed as a man, especially since she had made no attempt to conceal the curve of her chest beneath her male attire.
The Cross-Dressing Woman had pinned up her dark hair with a plain hairpin. Her entire being possessed a distinctive, unadorned purity,