"Have you heard? They'll be awarding the White Eagle Medals again soon, and there are two recipients this time! There are also five Wenhu Medals!"
"Of course I know. It's because of this great victory. Hahaha, the court's people are complete trash!"
"I never expected Li Jinglin to be this strong. The whole Space has gone crazy over it."
"Yeah. He crushed Prince Qing and treated veteran big shots like they were nothing. He could wipe them out with a wave of his hand."
"If we're talking combat strength, he might even be stronger than Marshal Zhang."
"Shh—keep it down. It'll be trouble if Marshal Zhang hears you."
News of the great victory gradually spread among the many members of Beiyang.
The Beiyang Army also planned to seize the opportunity to hold an award ceremony, strengthening the legion's cohesion and raising morale.
"Damn it, you think I can't hear you just because you keep it down? Get lost, all of you!"
As that group whispered mysteriously among themselves, Zhang Yulin's laughing curse came from nearby, sending them scattering with grins.
The Fengtian Clique's Reincarnators all held Zhang Yulin in high regard. His current position had not been earned through strength alone.
After watching those brats leave with a smile, Zhang Yulin stood there in thought for a moment.
Looks like the boss is preparing to make some moves as well. Still, I should report the recent news from Dragon Soul to him.
Although Dragon Soul was the most inconspicuous legion among the Top Ten Legions, no one would ever overlook its status. Its numbers might be small, but it certainly had no shortage of powerful people...
"Hey, it's a White Eagle Medal. A White Eagle Medal! Even my brother hasn't gotten one yet. I really have to give you