ol soldier who had stopped Wang Dazhao earlier and asked, "What is your name"That soldier, his spine straight with excitement, replied loudly, "Reporting to the Grand Marshal, my name is Huo Qingyun,...ons readily and fluently.Meanwhile, within the inn of Beijing.Nan Gong Shouzhong held a snuff bottle in his hand, gently inhaling, savoring the refreshing fragrance. Around him was the noisy chatter,...