The veteran's complaints grated harshly on Zhang Yuanyu's and Ju Xingyu's ears.
Because both of them were among the "bastards from the west" the veteran had spoken of.
The Far West Army and the Far East Army belonged to two entirely separate systems.
Over the past three thousand years and more, on the front lines of the Far Eastern Lands, the ratio of Far East Army soldiers killed resisting the Outer Dao to deaths in the Far West Elite Army had reached a staggering three hundred to one.
From beginning to end, the Far East Army had always been the undisputed main force resisting the Outer Dao.
But that did not mean the Far West Army was unimportant.
Although the Far West Army's most important role was to oversee the workings of the various dynasties in the Far Eastern Lands, serving as the Dao-Suppressing Pass's "imperial guard."
In the fiercest battles on the front lines, the Dao-Suppressing Pass would also commit the elite troops of the far west to the battlefield.
No matter how one looked at it, the Far East Army bore more of the hardship and toil on the front lines from day to day.
And that did indeed leave the Far East Army's veterans with considerable resentment toward the elite troops of the far west.
Then the veteran turned his gaze to Ju Xingyu.
"..."
This time, the veteran said nothing.
Because neither Ju Xingyu's height nor his looks left anything to criticize.
His features were handsome and regular, and a single glance gave an impression of keen, spirited vigor.
Only someone skilled at reading people would have noticed the trace of gloom deep in Ju Xingyu's eyes.
"You two, come inside."
Then the veteran, who was also Zhang Yuanyu's and Ju Xingyu's Squad Leader in the