Not Liu Si'er.
Neither his build nor his gait matched.
Chen Yi stared fixedly at the armored soldier standing beside Xiao Dongchen, vaguely sensing something familiar.
He must have been an armored soldier Chen Yi had met and dealt with several times.
Besides Liu Si'er, there had only been Wang Lixing, Ge Laosan, Yan Hong...
One figure after another overlapped with the man before him.
In the end, they settled on one person.
Chen Yi froze for a moment, barely stopping himself from cursing aloud.
Fuck—Ge Laosan!
How could it be Ge Laosan?
These past days, he had suspected many people around him. He had even suspected those newly recruited lame physicians.
Yet Ge Laosan alone had never entered his suspicions.
That bastard was usually big and brawny, with a careless temperament that looked incapable of keeping a secret...
Who would have thought he was actually a Hidden Guard who hid his depths so well?
You dog, just wait!
Chen Yi secretly cursed up a storm, the composure he had cultivated these past days shattering all over the ground.
Then he pricked up his ears and carefully listened to the conversation between the two men.
With his current Eighth Grade Mid Stage cultivation base, even through the curtain of rain, his hearing—several times sharper than ordinary—could still catch fragments of sound.
"...The grain stored by the Dingyuan Army amounts to two million shi. It is too much."
"Even if the Provincial Administration sends people to seize part of the grain, and even counting the grain exchanged through the salt and iron monopolies, it will still be enough to leave the Dingyuan Army free of worry for half a year."
"This matter is an out-and-out disaster for me."
Xiao Dongchen's voice reached him clearly, stirring Chen Yi's thoughts.
Naturally, he had