Early in the morning, there was all sort of boasting and cursing, shouting about killing the minion of Waci, which instantly motivated the soldiers and generals who got up early for practice.
Pei Qin still had the appearance of brotherly affection, draping his arm over a new soldier's shoulder. A few of them were cursing joyfully and laughing heartily.
Lu Hai turned his head to look at Mo Heng's grim face and reached out to nudge the overly smug person.
Pei Qin turned his head with a smile but stiffened upon seeing someone, hurriedly withdrew his arm, and lowered his leg, waving his hand, "Deputy General Mo, good morning!"
The new soldiers behind her also greeted him respectfully.
Mo Heng coldly grunted, noting Pei Qin had regained her vigor, his gaze briefly scanned her rolled-up pant legs.
Following his gaze, Pei Qin looked down at her own pant legs, "That... Aren't you going for special training today, Deputy General Mo?"