"What's making things so lively?"
It was not Yue Ying's first day at the military camp, but it was the first time she heard such a raucous night.
Of course, it was usually noisy as well, since nighttime in the camp was less solemn and stiff than the day. Old soldiers often pulled the new recruits over to the bonfire to tell their exaggerated heroic tales loudly.
The occasional addition of natural-born soldiers only made all the artificial soldiers more interested in the true aspects of the world.
It was a rare amusement for these soldiers, a pleasant moment of relaxation after a day full of training.
But it was somewhat restrained.
Today was different.
The atmosphere today was more restless, and Yue Ying could even feel the aggressive hormonal air permeating the atmosphere.
What happened?
Yue Ying's gaze turned toward the source of the restlessness; the fiery bonfire lit up half the sky, abuzz with lively figures.
