When Ye Zhen returned after changing into the uniform of a Phoenix Spirit Guard captain, it was time for assembly drills.
"Wow, Kuo Hai, you got promoted! You have to treat us—treat us during our day off!" Qing Zhao, sharp-eyed as ever, was the first to notice and immediately shouted.
In an instant, the drill ground of the Seventh Guard Second Brigade boiled over. More than half of the Phoenix Spirit Guards of the Second Brigade excitedly crowded around.
They jostled Ye Zhen about, occasionally giving him a punch, congratulations ringing without end alongside endless demands that he treat them.
"Haha, treating you is no problem, but with so many of you wanting to eat at the Seven-Colored Tower, I'm just afraid there won't be anyone left to pay the bill after we're done!"
"No problem. Whatever you're short, Kuo Hai, I'll make up for it!" Qing Zhao declared with utter sincerity, making Ye Zhen roll his eyes.
This fellow had not only avoided losses in the last Military Exercise, but had even won back thirty percent, and he had been overjoyed about it.
"Eh, from the sound of it, Kuo Hai, you don't want to treat us. You got promoted and now you don't recognize your brothers..."
In an instant, a chorus of heckling rose up, forcing Ye Zhen into surrender. "I'll treat you! I'll treat the brothers to a meal!"
"Seven-Colored Tower! It has to be the Seven-Colored Tower!"
For a time, the entire drill ground was filled with laughter and cheers, a complete uproar.
Yet in stark contrast stood the more than four hundred Phoenix Spirit Guards led by the Millennial Commander of the Seventh Guard Second Brigade, Lu Linlong.
This group of Phoenix Spirit Guards had been ambushed and eliminated during the Military Exercise several days