Xuanbei Pass, Inner City.
Mansion Pavilion, Second Floor.
The long night has finally passed, and the dawn light broke falling on the bed.
Du Yunzhong and Jian Qingqiu looked at each other in silence, the sound of hooves and clashing metals outside the pavilion gradually receded. Who would have thought this city, bustling with heated noise all night, would turn so silent at dawn's arrival? Both had faces full of worry, Du Yunzhong concerned for the Great General's safety in Qian State, while Jian Qingqiu was pondering the future path of the Chongzhou Iron Cavalry. Naturally, he was to follow the Commander southward... Through years of battle, he possessed not just the identity of Left Envoy stationed at Xuanbei Pass, but also long observed the Crown Prince's immense power from his trips south following Yun Ruohai's activities in Chong State.
