Huo Yingcheng turned around and saw He Niancheng with a cold expression.
"Major…"
Huo Yingcheng was about to shout his designation out loud when He Niancheng's cold gaze narrowed towards him. It frightened him, and so, he immediately corrected himself. "Brother, didn't I tell you I would go next week?"
"You must remember that our identities cannot be exposed. The brass of China allowed us to have a special treatment, but after all, it's China and not the Empire. We can't be too over the top for some things."
Huo Yingcheng nodded. "Yes, yes, yes, Brother. I know."
He Niancheng was older than him, so he called him 'Brother'.
However, with how they looked, Huo Yingcheng seemed to look much scruffier and rougher than He Niancheng. People who did not know them would definitely think that he was older than He Niancheng. Knowing this, it made Huo Yingcheng feel a little melancholic.
