"Junior Flag!"
Wang Chen had chosen to enter the Blood Cloak Guard not for the lowest-ranking Guard position.
His ambition was actually enormous, the kind that couldn't be shared with anyone.
But his promotion had come so much quicker than he'd expected.
Though the Junior Flag was the smallest official rank within the Blood Cloak Guard, overseeing no more than ten people, it carried the title of a tier-seven Martial Officer.
Because it was directly subordinate to the Great Liang Royal Family, in reality, its status was not inferior to that of a Regular Seventh Rank Prefect!
Moreover, once one had an official rank, the merits of subordinates would also partially contribute to the superior's record.
Wang Chen had slain the Black Whirlwind Li Kui, securing a minor merit for himself, but having this minor merit didn't mean he could be promoted to Junior Flag right away, considering there were also considerations of seniority.