Yue Zhong glanced at Wang Jian, raising an eyebrow as he said lightly,
"That's your problem, what do you need me for? Didn't you already ask us to leave the fleet? We will be on our way tomorrow morning, as for this matter, you'd better sort it out on your own."
Hearing Yue Zhong's words, Wang Jian felt incredibly embarrassed as he had asked Yue Zhong to leave not even 10 hours ago. He was now regretting his choice to follow Huang Weian's advice and try to force Yue Zhong to hand over his supplies.
When Huang Weian had wanted to use the masses to try and oppress Yue Zhong, Wang Jian had silently consented to it. He had also hoped to obtain the rations from Yue Zhong to distribute equally among the survivors. The reason was purely that the amount of rations that the vehicle fleet had was too little- without enough food, the whole fleet would eventually collapse.
