Five soldiers from the first battalion had been scared to death by Xie Tian in five steps, and the news quickly spread to the ninth battalion, causing the heated atmosphere, which had just begun to stir up some dust, to chill down once again.
"One count with each step..."
"This kid is really sinister, a true scheming devil, forget it!"
"Hmph, with the people from the eighth battalion here, we just need to watch the drama..."
...
At this moment, the barracks where Luo Xiao was located were dark and lightless, with only irregular, fluctuating breathing sounds faintly audible, as if synchronizing with the intense rises and falls in the heart of the breather.
Within the small quarters of Tiān Tuocheng's second battalion, Xie Tian sat cross-legged with a pale face.
