Ye Jian saw that their faces were bruised and swollen. They were staggering as they walked. It was both expected and unexpected.
The blood mission… Although it didn't take their lives, the veterans didn't show any mercy. This beating… they'd need at least half a month to recover.
The male soldiers who were guarding the camp came over and saw their comrades' miserable state. They remained silent like Ye Jian and silently supported their comrades who couldn't even walk. They pursed their lips and returned to the camp.
They were all very quiet. No one spoke the entire time. Everyone was expressionless. Only their eyes, which were looking ahead, were black and bright, revealing a steel-like coldness.
Some things and some people changed quietly that night. Everything in the past became the past. Glory, positions, and military ranks became fleeting clouds that couldn't be grasped in one's hands.
