Su Guang froze when he heard Chen Ye's words, unable to follow his train of thought for a moment.
"Some people are of no consequence, but to be safe, they still need to be dealt with.
So it's not that we won't kill them. We'll kill them later, kill them slowly, kill them with nothing left to chance... hahaha..."
Chen Ye's mood suddenly brightened, and he even joked with Su Guang.
On the way back, he left Su Guang in the city, telling him to keep a close eye on that trusted guard of the Gao Family and await his further arrangements.
Though Su Guang could not fathom Chen Ye's intentions, he nodded in agreement, and the two went their separate ways.
Leaving Heliang City, Chen Ye returned to the main camp alone.
The camp was still a scene of utter chaos.
As he approached his own camp, he spotted a crowd of soldiers from other units gathered around its perimeter, pointing inside and occasionally bursting into laughter.
He strode over, pushed through the crowd, and looked inside. His expression immediately darkened.
Of the seventy or eighty Servant Soldiers under his command, several were sitting lazily on the ground. Some were dozing against the fence, while others had simply lain flat to bask in the sun.
The soldiers watching from outside pointed at them and laughed, but they showed no anger. Some even joined in with foolish chuckles, utterly oblivious to their own disgrace.
There was, however, one exception.
It was Zhuang Chaoyang's squad.
He stood with his ten-man squad in the clearing at the center of camp, his back ramrod straight, utterly motionless.
The men standing before Zhuang Chaoyang were red-faced under everyone's scrutiny, but beneath his stern gaze, not one dared slacken.
Chen Ye's gaze lingered on Zhuang