Inside the walls, the young and robust soldiers had finished toughening their bodies and fully submerged themselves into wooden tubs, enjoying the scorching medicinal baths.
Chen Ji wiped his hair dry, and carrying a porcelain bowl full of meat, he walked towards his living quarters.
At the entrance of the courtyard, a youth in black casually sat on the threshold, also holding a bowl, stirring noodles with chopsticks.
Chen Jinyu stood beside him, speaking softly, "Officer Shen, isn't this a bit too bland?"
"It's fine."
Shen Yi picked up some noodles and shifted to the side, making room for Chen Ji.
In reality, the taste was somewhat bland, but it was all about the mood, not actually about eating any delicacies.
