Southern Territory, Great Commander Mansion.
This place is too far south, the sun is scorching, many of the barbarians here have much darker skin than those in the Central Plains, and the officials who come to serve also get quite tanned, even if they carry an umbrella, they can't escape the fate of being sunburnt.
It's already autumn now, the Central Plains have the chilly autumn breeze, feeling cool, but here in the Southern Territory, the heat is still unbearable.
Hot, too hot!
"Commander, have some water?"
The tent flap was lifted, and a little soldier came in carrying a water jug, wiping the sweat from his forehead as he walked.
The name of the Southern Territory Commander is Yao Yan, a man of great stature, like a giant mountain in a place where the height is generally short, inspiring awe.
His face is full of beard, long unkempt, not due to laziness, but lack of time.
