On the Commander's Platform, Chen Yuan swept his gaze across the drill ground, then paused in the southeastern corner where a group of soldiers was practicing swordsmanship, appearing to be new recruits. Among them stood a figure in green armor, sword at the ready, instructing the group, most of their body obscured by armor.
But Chen Yuan recognized the silhouette of an old acquaintance at a glance.
"Lu Ming," he called out to Lu Ming.
"General."
"Are those the new recruits?" Chen Yuan asked.
"Is the general referring to those practicing swordsmanship?" Lu Ming followed Chen Yuan's line of sight, his eyebrows twitching slightly, "The foundation of swordsmanship here contains subtle intricacies, it doesn't seem like the standard training method used by The Overseers?"
"Did you get a clear look at the person leading the drills, doesn't he seem familiar to you?" Chen Yuan's gaze shifted slightly to Lu Ming's rear right, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.
