Guan Ping

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Yu Jin turns to Guan Ping and looks around to see if Guan Yu had also walked out of the tent. He hadn’t. His eyes cast back down to the small officer as he contemplates if he should allow Ping to join his unit. “It depends on how much training you had done in Shu,” He says, his voice is loud, “If you haven’t done much, then I will personally train you. But you can train with these if you are more comfortable with being with other people.” Yu Jin foulds his arms and cracks his neck, clearing his voice he speaks again “Yes, you may take part. I will observe how good you are as a fighter during training.” And turns around and motions his hand for the boy to join the orderly unit and grab a weapon. He sighs, he’s never allowed anyone to join his unit, but only to train the one he had been given. Rain begins to fall heavily, but that didn’t stop Yu Jin from training his unit. Yu Jin looks at Guan Ping, he saw a boy of potential and willingness.

Guan Ping complies immediately, nodding in affirmation, he took a spear and joined the rest. Upon hearing the general’s words he took it on himself to do his best, Guan Ping was usually competitive and was usually strive to impress his superiors, whether Yu Jin was a member of Wei or not, he was still going to try just as hard as he usually did. 

Soaking to the ankles, training in the rain only enhanced the experience, the cold droplets of rain rolled down his cheeks, their coldness was refreshing and with the hard tasks Yu Jin was throwing at them, the soldiers were already sweating and all warmed up to not feel the coldness of the rain. 

Guan Ping studied the general every now and then as he swung the spear in time with the rest. He felt as though the commander had a strange aura around, a rather lonely one. but not lonely in terms of being abandoned, but lonely because he wanted to be, didn’t want anyone close by, or that was how Ping felt anyway. Something about the older man’s sharp eyes was strange, it was hard to read his expressions or to try and guess what he was thinking about, he was a rather mysterious man Ping thought to himself, it only intrigued him more to want to know him. 

“Not until we ride around the corner.”