In the center of the crowd, a small table was placed with three small bowls on top, and on top of the small bowls were a pair of bamboo chopsticks and a few dice.
Next to the small table stood a bearded old man with grey hair, holding the bamboo chopsticks as if planning to tap the top of a small bowl.
Looking up, Di Yelei saw the old man's gaze fixed on his.
Their eyes met in mid-air, and a flash of brilliance seemed to pass through the old man's muddy, yellow eyes. Before Di Yelei could react, the old man showed a grin and greeted him.
"Oh! I remember now, you are the new sub-captain, right? Oh dear, look at my bad memory. You all hurry up and tidy up, clean the surroundings."
The old man ordered everyone around.
At his command, everyone around began to take action.
Taking advantage of the chaos, the soldier who led the way shook his head at Di Yelei and left on his own accord.
