Within Youyan Pass, there were only ten patrolling sword envoys.

Each and every patrolling sword envoy held extremely great power. Their role was to survey the hundreds of officers, representing the royal court to patrol the camps. They maintained discipline and ensured the loyalty of the army to the country. Their role was to monitor illegal activities and prevent discipline from being broken. It was also to report back whether there were any activities that attempted to deceive the Emperor. They interrogated and decided the fate of many officers in the army. All officers below the position of general in the four camps must accept the surveillance and monitoring of the patrolling sword envoy.

And for those who broke military discipline, the patrolling sword envoy had the power to first execute then report afterwards.

In total, the military position of the patrolling sword envoy was not high, but they held very real power. They were horrifying characters that changed people’s expression when they discussed it in the army.

But due to the fact that the power of the patrolling sword envoy was so great, this position did not possess any soldiers under them to command. Apart from four or five members to aid them, they did not have the power to command soldiers. Normally, patrolling sword envoys were all experts of the martial path. They used their personal strength to enforce their judgement.

Lin Lang would not even have dreamed that to show off, he had kicked into such a hard steel board.

With his tiny little guerilla warfare position, even if he had the support of his family, in front of such a fierce character like the patrolling sword envoy, he was completely like a soft piece of tofu. If this patrolling sword envoy decided to come after him with a steel heart, then his little life would sooner or later be handed over.

“This… this… your subordinate I… I…”

Lin Lang stumbled and mumbled, his face red, not even producing a complete sentence.

As he spoke, at that time, his knees were very quickly about to soften. If not for the last shred of dignity as a noble and as a martial artist, perhaps he would have long knelt on the ground with a crash.

Ye Qingyu laughed uproariously.

“Coward.” Wen Wan gave a look of disdain.

The two of them left the gates of the Pass Lord’s residence, leaving from the grounds.

Lin Lang stood where he was, his face filed with embarrassment and resentment. Watching the back of the two, his lips moved several thousands of times, but ultimately no words were said.

Today, he was placed at a complete disadvantage.

As his cold sweat quickly went away and the icy wind blew past, it made him more clear headed.

As he did his best to suppress the rage in his heart, Lin Lang said silently, “What am I doing, to be scared by a newly appointed brat… En, the Pass Lord did not receive him personally, this means that this little brat does not have any background or status. To be together with that brash idiot Wen Wan, his background should be normal…”

He sat in the pavilion, carefully considering.

He began to feel more and more that his previous judgement was correct.

“Motherfucker, Ye Qingyu is it? I was nearly frightened by you little brat. This grievance is set, you best have a great background. Otherwise, I will definitely repay the shame of today… For a new patrolling sword envoy to arrive in Youyan Pass, this news must be quickly spread out. Let me see whether you can stabilize and take root here!”

Lin Lang coldly laughed.

…… ……

Wen Wan accompanied Ye Qingyu until he reached the official residence of the patrolling sword envoy.

“I’ll come find you later.” Wen Wan slapped Ye Qingyu on the shoulder. “These days, to find you, I have already not reported back to the camp for a long time. I estimate there will be many bothersome matters piled up, I’ll first return to take care of it… the days in Youyan Pass are very boring, you’ll soon get used to it.”

As he said this, he gathered his subordinates and left.

Wen Wan’s military rank was also a guerilla warfare officer, commanding two hundred snow dragon riders. He could be counted as one of the elites of the vanguard. Although the time he had spent in Youyan Pass was short, but he had already fought in several hard battles and obtained a splendid battle record. He could be said to be one of the newly rising stars of the army in this period of time, with a significant fame. His reputation was much tougher than the noble officer Lin Lang who relied on his family to come here.

Ye Qingyu saw Wen Wan off. Standing in front of the official residence, he was somewhat moved.

The architecture in front of him was said to be the residence of an officer, but in truth was built in accordance to the general style of Youyan Pass. Square shaped tower, with four storeys, it could be considered as the highest structure a thousand meters around. The style of construction was still made with sturdiness at the forefront; the walls were rough and crude, seemingly very normal from the outside

On the direct northern doors of the tower, there were two words—

White Horse.

This name of this tower, was the White Horse Tower.

Creak!

The doors of the tower were opened.

“Superior.”

A pale pallid and thin youth, wearing rusty armour and large beast skin shoes, walked out from the front door. Looking at Ye Qingyu with a questioning expression he weakly said, “Who are you looking for?”

Ye Qingyu smiled faintly. “I am new here. From now on I will live here.”

“Ah? New here?” The youth was dumbfounded, then after half a moment, suddenly realized something. There was a shocking light emitting from him. He said inconceivably, “You… you… you mean that you are the new patrolling sword envoy?”

Ye Qingyu could not make clear why this youth would be so moved but he nodded his head with a smile.

The young man stared at Ye Qingyu, his emotions in turmoil. Whimpering and crying noises came from his mouth. He began madly nodding his head, then knelt on the floor, bowing to Ye Qingyu. After several bows, the skin on his forehead was broken, dark red blood seeping out.

“Quickly get up.” Ye Qingyu lifted his hand, a surge of yuan qi supporting the young man up. Frowning, “Just what is this? Why are you crying?”

The young man wiped away his tears, his face still covered with tear droplets. He said stuttering, “Subordinate… subordinate is… is the sword slave of White Horse Tower, subordinate… subordinate I have finally waited for the arrival of superior you… I have waited so bitterly for you…”