Windfall
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Those who qualified to become notable generals of his country were not of common stock.
Yun Yang thought to himself; the oldest men around him were already wearing snow-white beards, yet their thoughts were much more astute and far-sighted than cunning, thousand-year-old foxes.
"The hour is late. Everyone has come a long way and have had many drinks; I suppose all of you must be exhausted. We shall rest for the night. If you all wish to eat, the Tower To Heaven Inn offers a great selection. They can prepare whatever it is that you’d like to have. As long as you have silver taels and can pay for the meal, there isn't anything this place can't cook up for you."