Feng Ao Kuai nodded.
Nan Luo was speechless. In his mind, he was determined to reach Long Qian Xing's rank when he was 14 years old. That should be considered as a small goal that he had set for himself.
"Why is he looking for Cousin Ao Si?" Nan Luo was confused. He took the roasted meat first and began to eat. Dry meat didn't really taste that delicious, but he really didn't have any other option because food at the frontline was scarce.
Feng Ao Kuai's eyes deepened. "It might be related to tomorrow."
"The attack?"
"Yes."
Now, Nan Luo was interested. However, he knew that there were many times that even the soldiers didn't know what their commander was planning until they were executing the said plan.
Since it was like that, he didn't try to guess.
