"What happened?"
The reserves were moving somewhat slowly, which displeased Ding Xiu. However, Boss Wu was in charge of the reserves at the moment... Boss Wu himself was nothing special, but his elder brother was among the regular Embroidered Uniform Guards and had been Ding Xiu's contemporary. Ding Xiu couldn't go too far.
"Lord Ding, it's nothing. One of the prisoners said he wasn't feeling well... He simply refused to move forward." Boss Wu hurried over and lowered his head. "This subordinate has already dealt with it."
"What are you laughing at?" Ding Xiu frowned.
There was a strange smile on Boss Wu's face... though it seemed to have lasted only for an instant.
"Me?" Boss Wu instinctively touched his mouth, looking bewildered. "I'm not laughing?"
A mysterious green light quietly surfaced in Boss Wu's eyes. However, Ding Xiu turned his gaze and stared straight at the half-dead Sikong Ju. "Keep an eye on these people, especially that fat pig! He's still useful to the lord. Don't let anything else go wrong!"
Ding Xiu couldn't be bothered to look at Boss Wu. If Boss Wu hadn't had an elder brother protecting him, there was no way this fellow could have been promoted out of the reserves.
"That's enough." Ding Xiu waved his hand and turned away.
"Yes!" Boss Wu answered rather loudly. Only after Ding Xiu had gone some distance did he mutter, "Tsk, what's he acting so smug about? Isn't it just because he's followed Lord Yu a little longer..."
"Boss Wu, everything's ready. We can set out!"
Zhao Huai'an came over with a large pack on his back.
Boss Wu said directly, "Bring Sikong Ju over. I'll personally keep an eye on that fellow... Huh? What are you wearing?"
At some point, Zhao Huai'an had put on a