"This is one, this is...!"
Staring at the words above Li Su's head, Qing'er peered at the top of his head and tried hard to make them out. Clearly, though she could read them, her skill was far from adequate.
"First-Class Private." Bai Su spoke from beside her, softly.
As expected of her big sister—she got it instantly. Looking at the little girl, there was a ninety-percent chance she had learned it from her sister, while Bai Su simply reaped the benefits. All of a sudden, Li Su felt envious. Other people did the learning while they enjoyed the results—what a covetable arrangement.
But what the hell was a First-Class Private?
Li Su was a little bewildered. That title did not sound particularly good; it had the same ring as cannon fodder.
Uh...
Celestial soldiers and generals seemed to be cannon fodder in the Heavenly Court, too.
Sigh, his realm was still too low. The battle at the Ancient City had left too deep an impression on him. Red Armor had nearly killed him, and he had almost overlooked the fact that, in the eyes of the Heavenly Court, these celestial soldiers and generals were probably just small cannon fodder versus big cannon fodder.
"Yes, that's what it means?"
Delight appeared on Qing'er's face, but the next instant, she froze. "Big Brother, you got promoted?"
Promoted?
A trace of confusion surfaced on Li Su's face. What did that mean?
Qing'er pointed behind him. "Big Brother, behind you!"
Hearing that, he turned around. His handsome face immediately darkened. A stone stele—a huge bloody stone stele—stood not far behind him, inscribed with unfathomable words.
No, they hadn't even explained it properly. What was the point of making him look at this...?
!!!
Li Su's pupils contracted, and his gaze could not help