"I hereby appoint Cao Xing as Commander of the Barren Hill Village garrison. This letter is his writ of appointment. To see this is to see me. Let Elder Guo be advised."
That afternoon, Xiao Jing penned a letter and handed it to Cao Xing. It was his writ of appointment, meant to ensure a smooth transition of command over the Barren Hill Village forces.
"I will not fail the trust you have placed in me, my Lord!"
Cao Xing accepted the handwritten letter with great solemnity, cupping his fist in a salute.
Ordinarily, there was no need to rush the appointment of the Barren Hill Village commander. But Cao Xing was itching to get started, eager to take command of the troops, begin their training, and earn great distinction at the earliest opportunity.
