"Give me the letter," Ming Zhiyan said coldly.
Lin Zhiqing glanced at him and sighed. He felt that if he continued to tease him, he would really be in trouble.
"So boring." He slowly took out the envelope, but he did not expect that it would be snatched away by Ming Zhiyan.
Ming Zhiyan waved his hand and asked his subordinates to take the man away.
The two Deputy Generals immediately went over and held Lin Zhiqing up.
Lin Zhiqing struggled and shouted, "Ming Zhiyan! You're so inhumane! You're burning the bridge after crossing it!"
Ming Zhiyan was too lazy to pay attention to him. He placed the precious envelope on his chest, then said loudly, "Check the grain!"
"Yes!"
After the Deputy General had settled down all the people he had escorted, he began to count the provisions with his men.
