On the Dianjiang Terrace of Shuoyang's training ground, Bai Qingping surveyed the flickering fire pans swaying in the wind, listened to the flapping black sails and white mamba banner, and felt a sudden surge of heroism in his heart.
Unfortunately, he was weak, unable to fight alongside Bai Qingyan on the battlefield. This was Bai Qingping's lifelong regret.
Some of the Bai Clan's brave men wanted to go to the Daliang battlefield with Bai Qingyan, but they were all restrained by their elders under the banner of filial piety and not allowed to go.
Hearing the sound of hooves outside the training ground, Bai Qingping turned his body toward the entrance of the ground. Seeing the rider on the white horse, Bai Qingping hurriedly leaped off the Dianjiang Terrace, almost failing to suppress his urge to run toward the entrance.
Twenty guards of the Bai family followed Bai Qingyan, charging forward on horseback to the front of Dianjiang Terrace before pulling on the reins to stop.
