Gongsun Ce didn't know how the knight beside him perceived him, nor was he interested in their opinion. Leaning on the railing by the road, he said, "How long is this going to last?"
Mo Yuankai flipped through the manual: "It looks like the parade ceremony lasts all morning. Knights gather at the royal palace at noon."
"What's so good about this?" Gongsun Ce complained. "Why are they so excited?"
The three of them squeezed on one side of the road divided by iron bars, closely watching the kingdom's soldiers in their glorious red uniforms, black hats, and shiny leather boots amidst the crowded throng. The continuous cheers of the surrounding crowd were like waves, everyone eager to push forward for a better view. Gongsun Ce clung to the iron railing, feeling like a pitiful rock, unable to hide, only able to take the waves pounding against his back.
