"Alright."
Xu Bin followed the order.
He lit the huge torches that had been prepared in advance on the city wall.
A blaze of fire shot up into the sky.
Having completed the task, Xu Bin asked in confusion, "Old Xu, are you sure this was ordered by Mr. Chen?"
"It certainly was ordered by him."
Xu Wencai, holding a feather fan and speaking in a measured tone, said, "You must follow the instructions precisely, any mistakes, and you'll face military law."
"Putting on airs, where did you get that fan!"
Zhu Tong snatched the fan away and demanded, "Speak—what did Shanshi tell you?"
Now, he was the only one in the entire army who still called him Shanshi, no matter how many times he was corrected, it had become a unique trait.
"The scholar from a large household left the city, I picked it up from the ground, give it back!"
Xu Wencai reached out, but couldn't grab it: "Old Zhu, do you want to face military law?!"
"Hmph!"
