“Sir Lin!”

Jinte Town army’s highest ranking officers Xie Ying and Huang Tingchi, as well as the escort army’s highest ranking officer Liu Kun arrived at Lin Xi’s side, showing Lin Xi a deep bow of respect.

After experiencing this ordeal that was related to their lives and deaths, as well as the greater situation of the empire that was even more important than these soldiers’ lives, even this type of extremely simple salute looked especially sincere and dignified.

When these three Yunqin officers bowed towards Lin Xi, almost all of the Yunqin soldiers, even those who were wounded, their injuries wrapped up, began to bow with respect towards Lin Xi with the help of other Yunqin soldiers.

“There is no need for excessive formalities. All of you should know that this definitely isn’t something I did alone.” Lin Xi turned around to look at Qin Xiyue, and then looked at the three Yunqin high ranking military commanders whose ages were all much greater than his own, saying in self-mockery, “Moreover, even if Government Sector still doesn’t acknowledge my rank, my rank should still be under sirs’.”

“Sir Lin, your respected self is Priest Hall’s High Priest…” Xie Ying quietly reminded Lin Xi.

Lin Xi originally wanted to smilingly say that he was still on probation, but the strong bloodiness that...