Recruiting servants and guards for the Lin Residence was not something that could be completed overnight. There were also assessments to undergo.
Clearly, however, none of that mattered for Lin Hao.
Although he had applied through the guards' recruitment, the Lin Residence treated him as a retainer.
Uncle Lin and Second Steward Zhang Rang hosted a banquet to introduce Lin Hao to the residence's other retainers and its core middle-ranking personnel, including the guards' instructor and chief guard.
Several tables were set out in the rear garden. Under the night sky, everyone exchanged compliments, and the atmosphere was quite pleasant.
"Haha, Young Master Yang, you truly are young and accomplished. The Martial Examination! I fell just short back then, and I still regret it to this day."
Chief Guard He Yong was an expert at great achievement in hidden force. Burly and built like a door, with muscles that gleamed like granite, he seemed to practice an external body-hardening art as well.
His unwavering loyalty had earned him instruction in organ tempering, but organ tempering itself took an enormous amount of time, and he had yet to enter transforming force.
"Well, the only Martial Juren here were Uncle Lin, Brother Song, and Brother Chu. Now that Brother Yang has joined us, we have even more to be proud of."
Instructor Qi walked over with a wine cup in hand, patting Chu Yanming and Song Kui on their shoulders.
"I'm too old to compete with you youngsters. All I want is to enjoy my remaining years in peace. Just don't give me any trouble."
Uncle Lin chuckled as he spoke. Although he was over sixty, his hair was still jet-black and his complexion ruddy. He had aged much better than the younger Wu Deshui, but he only possessed the bearing nurtured