Everyone once again fell into an eerie silence.
Inside the main tent, one could hear a pin drop.
Gongxi Chou swept his gaze over everyone, scrutinizing their reactions without missing a thing. He pursed his lips. "Why has every one of you gone mute? You're all seasoned veterans, so you should at least know something about a Literary Scholar's Word Spirit, right? The Five Virtues of the General?"
The Five Virtues of the General was one of the military formation Word Spirits that Literary Scholars had to learn. It was also the Word Spirit Martial Gall Warriors dreamed of.
Gongxi Chou had aimed those words at Qian Yong.
Qian Yong wasn't about to let him get away with that. He immediately fired back.
In a sarcastic tone, he said, "Would the Great General Gongxi know how to use it?"
Qian Yong deliberately dragged out the word "Great" with exaggerated emphasis.
Gongxi Chou folded his arms across his chest and gave Qian Yong a sidelong look. A disdainful snort escaped his nose. "I don't draw a salary from Kang State."
Qian Yong: "..."
That was a truly lethal retort.
Qian Yong's face turned green!
Was Gongxi Chou implying that they drew a salary without doing any work? Was he mocking them as useless layabouts who did nothing but eat?
Qian Yong cursed him viciously in his heart.
Damn it, so what if he didn't draw a salary?
Did not drawing a salary make him better than them, giving him the right to mock them?
They were men with elderly parents to care for, children to raise, and pretty wives to support. Unlike Gongxi Chou, who was a bachelor with no one to his name despite his age! Qian Yong flipped Gongxi Chou off in his mind. Practicing the Chastity Cultivation Technique,