The evening glow poured down like molten gold, dyeing the sky into a sea of crimson flames.
Amidst the fleeting clouds, there seemed to be a Vermilion Bird flapping its wings, with a golden-red stream of light descending from the clouds, gilding the flagstone road beneath their feet.
"Uncle, do you think you can win the Chieftain title?" Jiang Yiming asked on their way back, "If you become the Chieftain, does that mean you can ride a horse through the streets?"
"The martial arts examination results will be out tomorrow, we'll know then!" Jiang Ning replied, hands behind his back as he walked slowly, the dark patterns on his dark attire appearing and disappearing in the evening glow.
He wasn't particularly concerned about becoming the Chieftain of the martial arts examination.
For him, achieving the rank of Military Scholar was enough.
First, it conferred fame and glory, and second, it granted qualification to participate in the summer exams in the Prefecture.
