Dinner

Long Qian Xing shook his head as he heard his men complaining and clamoring not to be punished with more practice.

"Get back to work. It'll be night soon."

"Yes, General!"

The soldiers quickly ran to deliver the fishes to the chef. They had no intention of staying here any longer and made Long Qian Xing even angrier because of their action. Still, it wouldn't stop them from gossiping.

"I didn't expect that Adjutant Nan can defeat General Xing like that."

"This is just fishing and not anything else. Do you really expect them to compete seriously?"

"Right."

"Still, it's quite refreshing to see General Xing lose to someone in his generation."

Everyone was already used to see Long Qian Xing beat the others who were of the same generation as him. After all, many of them were definitely not comparable to Long Qian Xing and only very rarely did some of them could beat him.