Meng Fang was silent, his face calm, devoid of sadness or joy, with no hint of pleasure from being promoted.
Everyone had praised him to the point of awkwardness—since the person being praised had no reaction, what was the point of their praises?
His personality was indeed extraordinary.
So many superiors were praising him, yet as a subordinate, he didn't utter a word. Had he become arrogant?
However, a military camp is a special place; even if there's discontent internally, his military achievements were solid and indisputable.
As long as no one questioned that, it was enough.
"Let's go!"
The others all left.
"Captain, why didn't you exchange a few courteous words just now? Making connections would have been better, wouldn't it?"
"Courteous words, could they have let me retire early to go home and relax?"
"..."
Hearing this, his subordinates were all speechless, silent for a long time.
This guy was really stubborn, fixated on going home to relax.
