The adjutant had already investigated Qing Zhixun's people thoroughly. "His name is Lu Zong'an. Also, Qing Zhixun himself seems to be an expert."
As he spoke, he pulled up the files on the others as well.
Basia read them with unusual seriousness this time. He could not afford to underestimate Qing Zhixun.
Moreover, Qing Zhixun had somehow brought all his key subordinates from Yuanyang with him. Clearly, he had promised them substantial benefits.
Who would follow him if there was nothing to gain?
Personal charisma?
Basia did not believe it.
Even he could not achieve that with his title as a general of Liuning Fortress. Could a lieutenant general do it?
The people who had followed Qing Zhixun to Liuning could be called Yuanyang's elite without exaggeration.
There was no way Qing Zhixun had merely flapped his lips and gotten them to come running after him.
If it was for profit, then it would be easy to handle.
As long as he found a way to drive a wedge between these people and Qing Zhixun, creating discord between them, Qing Zhixun would be unable to move an inch in Liuning.
Basia pondered intently for nearly ten minutes before beckoning to his adjutant. The adjutant leaned closer, and Basia quietly whispered instructions for him to handle the matter at once.
The adjutant nodded as he listened. "Yes. I'll take care of it immediately, General. Rest assured."
With that, he left Basia's office, gathered several people, and headed for the eastern district.
The adjutant, Runell, brought several presentable major generals and colonels from Liuning and quickly arrived before Qing Zhixun's dormitory building.
Qing Zhixun's people had already cleaned the entire building from top to bottom, making it look brand-new.
The long-abandoned building had come alive again.
Runell stopped in the open space