Just outside Liding County.
Sheng Dayang was traveling toward Wusheng City with his son, Sheng Xiaotian.
"Heave-ho!"
"Heave-ho!"
On their way, they came across over a hundred people chanting slogans, fervently working to repair the road.
"No slacking off."
"Anyone caught slacking won't get lunch at noon!"
The leader, lounging in the shade of a tree, shouted commands loudly.
At first, he didn't pay any mind to Sheng Dayang and his son. However, when his gaze landed on Sheng Dayang's uniform and the six gold stripes on his sleeve, his expression immediately changed. He quickly stepped forward a few paces and respectfully greeted, "Your humble servant, Huang De, a deacon of the Ministry of Industry under the Martial Alliance, greets this esteemed lord."
The Martial Alliance had only recently been established.
Everything was still in the process of integration, but the general structure was already in place.