"General!"
At that address, everyone in the hall who had been about to leave the meeting froze.
Gu Chenfeng looked astonished as well.
There was one and only one general at the Northern Territory's Border Pass.
Gu Lingxiao, the General Who Guards the North.
But hadn't he been unable to attend because of important business?
Everyone looked toward the tent entrance.
The flap lifted, and several guards cleared the way.
A man in splendid robes stepped into the command tent.
He wore a black brocade robe embroidered with intricate patterns in dark gold thread, its broad silk sleeves shimmering with extravagant splendor in the firelight.
The man was nearly forty, yet his swordlike brows and star-bright eyes made him exceptionally handsome.
He had also maintained himself well, his skin fair and lustrous; he looked barely thirty.
Now he sauntered into the tent, sleepy-eyed, his unfastened collar hanging slightly open.
"Haah..."
A long yawn escaped his mouth.
Fresh blue-black stubble was clearly visible on his chin, as though he had just been dragged from silken quilts and soft pillows. There was even a faint scent of rouge and powder about him.
Seeing everyone in the hall getting up to head outside, the man asked in surprise.
"Hmm...? Gentlemen, is the meeting already over?"
The tent fell deathly silent.
Yu Chi Zhong and Xin Ruonan exchanged a silent glance, helpless smiles appearing on their faces as they took the lead in bowing.
"Our respects, General!"
Only then did everyone react, bowing in greeting.
Gu Chenfeng was staring at the handsome middle-aged man in a slight daze.
Zuo Yutang tugged at his clothes, and he followed suit.
"Ah, dispense with the formalities.
A soldier's duty is to defend his home and country. There is no need to stand on ceremony.
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