The next morning.
Yang Zhenshan sat in front of the ceremonial gate in the front courtyard of the Marquis Mansion, watching the guards lined up in front of him.
Two hundred trusted aides and one hundred guards - these were all the people he could call upon at the moment.
The number was not large, but their strength was by no means weak.
Needless to say about the two hundred trusted aides, each of them possessed a cultivation of Postnatal Fourth Layer or above.
The one hundred guards were almost the same, they too had undergone military training, and their cultivation was also above the Postnatal Fourth Layer.
"Marquis, everyone has arrived!" Luo Jingsong stepped forward and reported.
Ding Qiu and Wu Zhan stood behind Yang Zhenshan.
As for Wu Zheng, he was not responsible for the guard duties; he specialized in gathering intelligence, and had many people under his command, but Yang Zhenshan would not use those men.
