"Our clan is small. We need our own strength to survive in these chaotic times. Otherwise, we'll be at the mercy of others."
Yang Youchang took a sip of wine. "You have great foresight, Madam."
Tan You just smiled and refilled Yang Youchang's cup. "I'll have to trouble you to train the clan's able-bodied young men well. I'm not asking them to be able to fight off a hundred men at once. I just want them to be able to survive the coming chaos and keep our people safe."
Yang Youchang downed the wine in his cup. "I will do my utmost. You can count on me, Madam."
The selection for the clan's guard team had become the most important event in the village. The workshops had even closed for a day specifically for this occasion.
Yang Youchang stood on a raised platform, hands clasped behind his back. Below him were all the clan members who had signed up for the tryouts. His piercing gaze swept over the crowd, and anyone who met his eyes instinctively puffed out their chest.
