That night was deep in sleep, sleeping soundly.
The next day, before the hour of Mao. Li Xian woke up on time, and saw that the sky was yet to brighten. But the market vendors had already set up their stalls, working hard to make a living. He steeled his will, washed his face with a basin of cold water, and refreshed his spirit.
Li Xian clenched his fists, from today onward, he must be taut like a drawn line. Diligently practice martial arts, until he achieves success!
After a simple bath, he donned a copper mask and headed to the Marquis station. The Gold Appraisal Guards had gathered at the training ground, and Li Xian followed the crowd, lining up at the very back.
Among the Gold Appraisal Guards, the lowest are the "Wei Riders", numbering over three thousand, primarily responsible for city defense, guarding, and following orders. Above them are the "Gold Chiefs", more free, with initial authority to lead the troops.
