"What are you doing, being so sneaky!" Zheng Yuan said.
"Report! I… I didn't… didn't do anything!" the young soldier stammered in reply.
Zheng Yuan snatched the basin from the young soldier's hands and he tried to reach out to take it back.
"Stand properly!" Zheng Yuan said sternly.
The young soldier could only stand at attention and wait for Zheng Yuan to question him.
"Tell me where exactly you're going! What you're doing! What you're trying to achieve!" Zheng Yuan asked.
"Report! I can't say anything!" The young soldier held back the facts and did not want to leak any details about this matter.
Zheng Yuan looked at the young soldier's uniform, then at his posture and noted the smell on his body. Given that she was in charge of the logistics team and the medics, she generally knew most of the staff. Even if she did not know them personally, she knew them by face.
"You're… from the cookhouse, right?" Zheng Yuan asked.
