He appeared at the school gate and immediately captured the attention of numerous people.
In the military school, people in uniform were a common sight, and even many of the school leaders served dual roles as divisional commanders or staff officers in the military districts.
However, someone who wore the uniform so strikingly well was a rare find.
The first snow of winter started to fall lightly, so fine that, unlike in the south, it didn't melt as soon as it touched you due to the dry and cold climate. In no time, Huo Beijiang's body, hair, and even his eyelashes were dusted with delicate snowflakes.
It softened the harsh, stern aura of a killer that emanated from him, but the commanding presence formed from long periods in power, issuing orders, and making decisions remained very strong.
He just stood there at the school entrance, utterly unconcerned with the fact that people around him were stealthily watching, even pointing and whispering.
