Cao Hai pushed the door open with caution and saw Peng Longteng lying on the bed, allowing two physicians to dress the wound on his neck.
"Oh~!" Cao Hai walked in, came to Peng Longteng's side, and stomped furiously.
"Have you gone mad? You actually killed thousands of people!"
Peng Longteng, who had been resting with closed eyes, spoke up, "How do you fight a war without pay? Who will fight for them without a reward?"
"Asking them for money is harder than killing them. Fine, if they have their difficulties, I might as well demand my own reward!"
"After battling for so long on the battlefield, I can't let down my soldiers!"
"You, you, you—" Cao Hai was so furious he was at a loss for words.
"It's just a small town of a few thousand people. Look how frantic you are. I didn't target a city, and that's already being very considerate to those big turbans."
