All of you, feel free to step forward!
With those words, a faint, habitual smile touched Chen Yang's lips. He was calm, composed, and imperturbable. A single step forward left a mark on the white snow, like a proud plum blossom blooming in defiance of the frost.
Though he had been gone for nearly a year, he was the same man as ever, a figure who commanded the attention of thousands. With a war saber in hand and astride a charging steed, he was born to be king. He bore responsibility on one shoulder and glory on the other. Wherever Chen Yang set foot, even the Bright Moon itself would dim and lose its luster.
In fact, ever since the news of Chen Yang's return had spread the previous night, countless people in Cangyun City had been eagerly anticipating the arrival of the Former Chief Military Commander. They just wanted to know if this man, who had earned such illustrious honors for their homeland, was still alive. Today, their wish was finally granted.
