Li Xiaoyao arrived at the military camp, where Cheng Dongliang had already been waiting.
Tomorrow would be the grand military competition, a crucial day for the Long Chi Troop.
Long Chi had been ranked at the bottom for several years in a row, greatly dissatisfying the higher-ups. If they ended up at the bottom again this time, Grand Marshal Cheng Dongliang's position might be in jeopardy.
The effectiveness of Li Xiaoyao's training was there for all to see; it was something that had previously been unimaginable to Cheng Dongliang. But now, Cheng Dongliang held a wild ambition, he wanted to make Long Chi the champion of this year's military competition.
It might be challenging, but Cheng Dongliang still believed that Long Chi now had the strength to do so.
"Xiaoyao, this is for you," said Cheng Dongliang in the tent, pointing to a square box on the table.
"What is it?"
Cheng Dongliang smiled and said, "Open it and see."
