It was shortly after nine in the morning.
In an alley off Ningrong Street.
Clad in a distinguished Purple Python Robe and carrying a rosewood box, he walked slowly into the Incense and Candle Shop.
"Welcome, Lord Jia!"
Several elders of the martial world bowed respectfully, every one of them covered in wounds.
Their eyes brimmed with awe as they looked at Lord Jia. The pressure he exuded was terrifying!
"Thank you all for your efforts," Jia Huan said with a heartfelt smile.
"Under the crushing pressure of the Central Court, in circumstances bordering on utter despair, you defended my family with your lives. You must be richly rewarded!"
He opened the rosewood box. Inside lay gleaming gold ingots and volumes of Supreme Martial Arts.
Jia Huan distributed them.
The elders were beside themselves with excitement, clutching the secret manuals tightly.
Yet what Lord Jia did next sent their excitement soaring.
Jia Huan took out a silk scroll.
It bore the words "Jia Huan personally present," stamped with the Pacification Commissioner's official seal.
"If anyone dares make trouble for your families or sects, show them this."
As his words fell, the elders grinned from ear to ear, their clouded eyes blazing with excitement.
This was a talisman to preserve their lives!
Finally, Jia Huan took out a stack of documents and said solemnly:
"Any juniors you recommend for posts in the Embroidered Uniform Guard must have clean backgrounds and no criminal records, and they must be loyal and diligent. Once I have reviewed them, I will certainly entrust them with important duties!"
What a revelation!
The martial world elders accepted the documents, their arms trembling slightly.
Important duties!
They watched the purple-robed figure leave, each breathing rapidly, the emotions filling their chests ready to explode.
*Was this the glory of