Even though these soldiers were well-trained, they were still humans who needed rest unlike machines.
Besides, looking after the two kiddos was an utterly boring assignment to them.
What kind of trouble could two kids cause?
Hence, they let down their guard and started to chit-chat while smoking in small groups.
The two boys exchanged glances.
Little Yichen had taken a bit of a shut-eye last night to recuperate. The scar-faced man fed him another bowl of congee during the day, too, and that helped him to recover some of his strength.
He had received training in a special military boot camp at a much younger age so his body was well-built and his recovery power was speedy.
Despite being covered in wounds, they were mostly superficial. He had no serious traumatic injuries or fractured bones. At most, he felt pain from the thrashing, which was nothing to him.
