Central Hall Terrace.0

On the steps of the terrace, two straw dummies clad in full armor stood in place. A middle-aged man holding a short halberd stood nearby, slightly bowing, clad in a suit of white armor, silently observing.0

Half of his face was hidden by a mask, while the exposed skin on his neck was charred and dark red, giving him a rather terrifying appearance.0

Though the man's appearance was fierce, his tone and expression were humble. He stood quietly behind a young boy, watching him thrust and retract his halberd. The clanging of the halberd against the armor echoed as the boy practiced, and after observing for half an hour, the man finally spoke softly, "Your Highness, the Heir, learns exceptionally fast. In just two years, you already show remarkable skill."0

The wooden halberd in Li Zhouwei's hands had already been replaced with an iron halberd,...0