GS 30: A Crack

In front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Yan Xiaohan had a brush with the Head General of the Golden Crow Guard, who had just withdrawn from within it.

Golden Crow had gone through a few successive mishaps, and as its leading official, Yi Siming had to bear the brunt of the blame. What was worse was that the trust he had painstakingly established in Yuantai’s mind had taken a steep nosedive. Their Guard, after all, was lacking in know-how and shallow in experience; Yuantai was willing to use them to kill chickens, but when it came to slaughtering cattle, the first one that he brought to mind was still the Flying Dragon Guard.