Just then, Duan Jiangwei walked in. After hearing Wen Qisheng's words, he fell silent for a second before asking, "Chu Han... isn't planning to expand the army, is he?"
"Expand what army?" Wen Qisheng's heart trembled, his expression strange. "The Wolf Fang Regiment? It can't possibly be the Southern Alliance Army, can it?"
Duan Jiangwei was similarly conflicted. Unable to make sense of Chu Han's way of thinking, he could only say, "With a great victory in this war already in sight, it is only a matter of time before our Southern Alliance Army unifies the north. As for the Mysterious Family, once victory in the south is assured, they will likely abandon the north to adapt to the current situation."
Wen Qisheng nodded. "We truly cannot openly become enemies with the Mysterious Family. That makes Chu Han's move even harder for me to understand. What does he want with those thirty thousand refugees?"
Duan Jiangwei considered it, then ultimately shook his head. "Actually, all of this is just our speculation. Chu Han never said he wanted to expand the army."
Wen Qisheng was troubled. "I hope I'm overthinking it. A tall tree catches the wind. The Wolf Fang Regiment is already strong enough. I hope Chu Han does not become too greedy."
Duan Jiangwei did not respond. The Wolf Fang Regiment had long since eclipsed every other regiment. If they lost the war, that would be one thing, but now that the Southern Alliance Army was certain to win, once final victory arrived, humanity's internal conflicts would cease to exist.
If the Wolf Fang Regiment expanded again at a time like this, the situation would become chaotic...
While Wen Qisheng and Duan Jiangwei thought this way, the Wolf Fang Regiment had never considered the psychological limits of those higher-ups.