Days passed and seasons changed; in the blink of an eye, a year had gone by.
On the day when the White Feather Flower bloomed again across the Southern Border, a large Cloud Boat measuring more than eighty zhang in length, its body shining silver and white, was docked on the open ground outside the military camp at the outskirts of Xinglong City.
Zhao Sheng, accompanied by a group of Zhao's Foundation Establishment Elders, stood on a high platform, watching as row after row of Xinglong Dao Soldiers clad in mysterious armor steadily boarded the Cloud Boat.
A quarter of an hour later, all eight hundred Xinglong Dao Soldiers had finished embarking.
Zhao Sheng withdrew his gaze, turning back to look at Zhao Degang, the Family Head standing at the forefront, and spoke solemnly, "The heavy responsibility of the household, I entrust to you!"
