As Zhang Yuhe swept past the foot of the mountain, a loud shout rang out.
Who is it?
A group of golden-armored cultivators rushed down the mountain path, releasing their magical artifacts as they warily watched Zhang Yuhe in mid-air.
Zhang Yuhe picked up the identity jade token and threw it out. The token quickly magnified countless times, and several large, glittering characters instantly appeared in the sky.
【Governor of Yunzhong Prefecture】
"Greetings, Garrison Commander."
Upon seeing the jade tablet, the golden-armored cultivator quickly bowed and greeted him.
Zhang Yuhe nodded.
"Is Senior Brother Ming here?"
"The garrison commander of Ming is currently in his residence."
The former garrison commander of Yunzhong Prefecture was named Ming Fuqian. They have not yet completed the handover. Strictly speaking, he is still the garrison commander of this place.
"Lead the way."
Led by the golden-armored cultivator, Zhang Yuhe quickly arrived at the mountaintop.
A magnificent mansion stood quietly atop the mountain, with the words "Yunzhong Garrison Commander's Mansion" solemnly inscribed on the plaque above the main gate.
At this moment, a plump young cultivator walked out of the mansion.
"Oh my, is this junior brother the new garrison commander? I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"Greetings, Senior Brother Ming."
Zhang Yuhe cupped his hands and greeted him.
"Junior brother, please come in. Let me tell you about the situation in Yunzhong Prefecture."
Ming Fuqian enthusiastically pulled Zhang Yuhe through the gate and into the mansion.
The two sat down in the inner hall, and several beautiful maids soon appeared and served tea, fruit and desserts.
After waving the maid out, Ming Fuqian smiled and asked Zhang Yuhe.
"Junior brother, you look a bit unfamiliar. I don't know how to address you."
Zhang Yuhe immediately replied politely.
"Junior Brother Zhang Yuhe entered the inner sect a hundred years ago."
"A hundred years ago, Zhang Yuhe..."
Ming Fuqian tapped his fingers lightly on the table, as if he were recalling something.
Suddenly, he remembered.
“You are the junior brother who joined the sect a hundred years ago with a token.”
"It is indeed I, your younger brother."
Zhang Yuhe replied somewhat embarrassedly.
He discovered that although these people did not recognize him, they all knew his name.
It can only be said that, compared to other inner disciples, his background is indeed quite special.
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