Le Yu's mouth had been blasted by a chicken. Before he could properly savor the chicken in his mouth, he and the bird were hauled before Jian Ruonan.
"General, we found the chicken!"
Jian Ruonan looked at the formidable fellow with an eight-pound chicken stuffed in his mouth and ordered, "Pull the chicken out!"
"Yes, General."
Le Yu knelt on the ground while a soldier planted one foot on his shoulder, seized the chicken in both hands, and pulled as though uprooting a radish.
"Pop-"
When the chicken came out, Le Yu nearly lost his teeth with it.
The whole chicken had forcibly stretched Le Yu's little cherry mouth into a gaping, blood-red maw. Drool flowed out without stopping.
The sight was so ridiculous that Jian Ruonan barely managed to hold back her laughter.
Sitting in a wicker chair with her little hands tucked into a hand warmer, she asked, "Who are you? What are you sneaking around here for?!"
Le Yu said furiously, "I'b a villager frob nearby!!"
Far from being intimidated by the interrogation, Le Yu seized the initiative and flew into a rage.
The general before him was only ten or so. A ten-year-old brat whose hair hadn't even grown in yet-he could fool her with a few words.
Holding his mouth with both hands, Le Yu said, "I cabe into the bountains to gather firewood, and a chicken blasted by bouth for no reason!"
At first, he had only been pretending to be angry, but speaking loudly hurt his mouth. He had been blasted by a chicken without even getting to eat it, and now his anger became genuine. "Pay be cobpensation!"
Hearing that he was a villager, Jian Ruonan grew a little worried.
The Maiden Army was a kindhearted people's army. If they injured a