With Su Yue and Bai Xiaolong's military merit, their service periods had long since ended. Theoretically, they no longer needed to complete mandatory missions from the Military Department. Even if Su Yue ran off to do business now, no one could control him.
But the Warring States Military Academy was different. The Martial Artists there were professional soldiers.
"Good day, General." Jin Guoqian walked up to Mu Jingliang. Standing ramrod straight, he delivered a crisp, standard military salute.
Mu Jingliang returned the salute with a solemn expression.
"Greetings, Principal." Next, Jin Guoqian saluted Principal Nanwu. The Principal was his elder, and since he had come to Nanwu to ask for a favor, he had to show respect.
"Good job, young man." Principal Nanwu quickly patted Jin Guoqian's shoulder.
Indeed. Young people were the future of the country. Jin Guoqian was definitely bound to become another formidable general in the future.
