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The night passed. At 8 a.m. the next day, a train arrived at Fort 4 with its whistle ringing as it came to a stop.
Right before everyone, a group of soldiers came out of the train and lined up on the sides. Then, a handsome man with guarded eyes stepped out. He was Zhan Yi, Chen Bitong’s student.
He looked around before turning to the train and saying respectfully, “Sir.”
Then, a man with a wide-brimmed hat, military overcoat, and military boots stepped out. He wore a mask that covered half of his face. Even though he appeared to only be around fifty years old, his exposed face had deep lines etched onto it. His hair, too, was graying.
His uniform was perfectly pressed, and his collar and cuffs were buttoned. The bronze buttons were polished until they shone. His gaze, though, was as sharp as a blade. From his appearance alone, it was clear that he was a traditional military man.
But he wasn’t exactly tall. He appeared to be just around 1.7 meters tall, shorter than the average soldier. Unless told, or if someone ignored his lively eyes, it would be difficult to tell that he...
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