"Listen to me before you decide, young man, okay?"
"...."
Zhou Ping was silent for a moment, then muttered:
"Centurion, your words have already hinted at unsettling the troops' morale. I hope you have a reasonable explanation."
The middle-aged man smiled lightly at this, crossed his legs, and closed his eyes.
Once upon a time, he too was full of such fervor like this young man.
Loyalty, fearless, brave.
"You need not doubt my loyalty. I have been in the Black Scale Army for more than twenty years. Counting the time at the Tian'an Martial Hall and Wuxuan Institute, I can say I've spent most of my life living for the Prime Minister."
