Had it been anyone else questioning him like that, Jiang Hao would have slapped them, but Qingqing was Han Qing's maid.
"Come with me!"
They were only halfway through their tour when they retraced their steps. People came and went through the Secret Passage from time to time, stopping at the sight of Jiang Hao and voluntarily making way to show their respect.
"They're very respectful toward you. It's nothing like what I've seen in the other groups. Yang Qian and the others argue over trivial matters every day. The conflicts never stop, and there are three factions among just a few hundred people. As their leader, Yang Qian not only fails to stop the chaos, she even takes sides sometimes. Those people don't say anything to her face, but deep down, they already hate her guts."
That was why she failed: she always put herself first. Someone like that could never earn other people's respect.
When they reached the entrance to Secret Cave Number One, forceful, vigorous battle cries rang out from within.
Through the iron gate, Qingqing saw rows and columns of neatly dressed Ordinary Soldiers training, their steps and movements in unison. Even from a great distance, she could feel a wave of killing intent rushing toward her!
Their imposing presence inspired fear.
"These are all Ordinary Soldiers?"
Qingqing's little mouth fell open in surprise as she turned toward Jiang Hao. How on earth did Jiang Hao train Ordinary Soldiers with such an extraordinary presence while surrounded by enemy forces?
But what good was training so many Ordinary Soldiers? Without city walls to rely on, they were nothing but cannon fodder!
Did he intend to turn the tide with these people? Give me a break.
Admiration aside, Qingqing remained skeptical.
Jiang Hao said nothing and continued leading