Within the commander's tent, Zhongxuan Chuliang sat in his chair, looking at the large hanging map in front of him.
Zhongxuan Sheng stood cautiously behind him, not making a sound.
After a long time, Zhongxuan Chuliang suddenly spoke, "Jiang Wang is indeed talented, but he has his own ideas and principles, and he will not be utterly loyal to you without limits; he's not easy to control."
"I don't need loyalty, what I need is a friend," Zhongxuan Sheng said.
Zhongxuan Chuliang seemed to think of something, and his eyes showed a moment of complexity, "Those in high positions have no friends."
"Jiang Wang is a man of his word, seemingly calm, with pride in his bone. If I only take him for his subordinates, I am creating an enemy for myself. It's better to keep a distance from the start."
"I see that he seems to have developed feelings for a place like Green Sheep Town. Isn't that laughable?"
