Xu Linghe refused, saying that none of the previous commanders of the Night Army had ever resigned. He reassured Xu Yi, "If you're happy staying out there, then stay out there. I think the Night Army's work has improved greatly under your command."
Xu Yi had been promoted by him personally and was one of his own. More importantly, Xu Yi never took credit or got arrogant. He dutifully kept roaming outside and never caused trouble. The tribute he sent was always even more generous than Jiang Shangkun's. Where could you find a better trusted aide?
Besides, the Night Army's efficiency had indeed improved greatly of late, proving Xu Yi was suited to the position.
Xu Linghe likely didn't know that the Night Army's work had improved so much not because Xu Yi was a capable coordinator, but because Xu Yi had secretly passed down the word that he would serve as commander of the Night Army for only three to five years, then recommend someone to his superiors based on their performance.
With such a huge carrot dangling right in front of the Night Army's powerful officers, how could those workhorses not give it their all?
On top of that, Xu Yi didn't have Jiang Shangkun's selfish motives and didn't need to save anyone's face. Within the Night Army, merit was always rewarded and offenses punished. With him at the helm setting things straight, the atmosphere throughout the organization naturally became solemn and orderly.
"All right, don't feel burdened. Relax and do your best. I believe that, with your abilities, your future prospects are limitless. Just look at you—you've severed your lower corpse in the short time since we last met. Who knows? Our faith may soon produce another Dao Master."
Xu Linghe spoke with deep satisfaction.
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