The attendants of Marquis Haiyang gathered Zhao Xing from the Northern Galaxy Army's 739th squad, along with the surrounding five squads, in the sky, numbering around five thousand.
Then, Marquis Haiyang waved his hand gently, and beside him, a white-haired ape with a small golden bell started to speak.
Zhao Xing listened carefully to the translation, and the gist was: "The noble prince is going to select guards from among you, this is your honor!"
"Next, I will ring this ancient bell. If you can endure and not fall into the river, you will pass the test!"
He conveyed these words to Ji Yuan, preparing him for what was to come.
In the next moment, the white-haired demon ape lifted the golden bell in his hands.
The red-haired demon ape prince, without even lifting his head, seemingly feigning sleep, lightly flicked his fingers, sending a wave of red energy towards the golden bell.
The golden bell made no sound, yet it triggered ripples in the space.
