"Supreme General Zhang Fengxi, the troops have finished their training for the day. They are now waiting for your next instruction."
Zhang Fengxi opened his eyes slowly. When he inhaled a lungful of air, the sour smell of sweat entered his nose.
He let his eyes wander to capture his surroundings, before he bothered to look at the person who just now spoke to him.
In front of him was one of Li Guang's trusted retainers. His head was bowed and his hands were cupped in respect.
"Raise your head."
The retainer eagerly looked up.
It was the exact same face as in the previous trial.
Zhang Fengxi was surprised that he remembered the face that he had not seen for almost six years now. It did not make him remember his name, though.
"Very well," Zhang Fengxi said. "I will check the battle formation."
When Zhang Fengxi rose from his seat, his armors made light clinking sounds.
