Working together, Mu Yangling and the Liu clan could make ten trips to and fro a day. Because the Liu clan didn't have much farmland and they had stayed up late to water the fields during the two days when Mu Shi was around, they only went to the reservoir to fetch water for three days before watering the entire wheat field.
At this moment, Reservoir No. 2 had nearly emptied out. Everyone was waiting for Qi Haoran to open Reservoir No. 3, but Song Zhi approached the military camp at this moment.
Song Zhi's face was covered in stubble, and his face was ashen. He looked at Qi Haoran with a haggard expression and said, "Good brother, I didn't want to beg you, but I really have no choice."
Qi Haoran had a good relationship with Song Zhi. Seeing him like this, he could not help but be surprised. "You've been dismissed?"
Song Zhi glared at him. "Can't you think of something better?"
"I mean, you don't exactly look like you've been promoted."
