What Xue Yizun said was extremely blunt.
Xue Changqing sighed. "I know all the principles, and I know what should be done. I just feel that it's such a tremendous force. For them to die here for nothing without joining the Guardians is such a pity."
Xue Yizun sneered. "The Guardians have worked hard all these years to mobilize and recruit them. How many of these people actually joined?"
"What? The Guardians' brothers should die on the frontier, while you pity these people for dying here because they were blinded by greed? Xue Changqing, don't make the Guardians' brothers lose heart!"
His last words made Xue Changqing's heart tremble. "Yes. You're absolutely right."
He then fell into thought. "Yizun, after we return this time, summarize this incident and write a report. I feel there are too many human weaknesses and despicable things here worth digging into. It will greatly help us understand the human nature of martial artists. There's also the matter of how to make use of these base instincts. Feng Yun did exactly that. Mm, while you're at it, reconstruct Feng Yun's plan as well and put it into a written report for me to review. Two reports in total, all right? Don't forget. Each one must be at least thirty thousand words. Don't give me a perfunctory job."
Xue Yizun stared wide-eyed, and two black rings immediately appeared around his eyes. "???"
"Why are you staring? I have to write one myself too. It's for Ninth Lord."
"!!!"
Xue Yizun felt utterly miserable.
He followed the group for a while as if mourning the death of his parents, then sobbed pitifully, "Can I apply to switch positions with Huanhuan? I'll go work as a Life and Death Patrol officer..."
"Chief Fang won't want you."
Xue Changqing patted