Two hours later, people came back to the tent one after another. They were talking about the military formation.
The tent was lifted and someone came in. They noticed Dudian who was inside the tent.
“Hey, wasn’t he punished?”
“Why is he still here?”
“Where is the unlucky guy?”
Some people curiously whispered.
They returned to their beds and looked at the quilt next to Dudian. Although the quilt was fluffy but they could see that there was a person hidden inside. It should be the king of corpses that Dudian had brought.
As more and more people returned to the camp, the tent gradually became lively. Many people looked at Dudian’s quilt from time to time. Their eyes flashed a bit strange but in the end they held back.
From Dudian’s quick return to the camp, it could be seen that he didn’t receive much punishment. However, the bird that stood out didn’t appear. People couldn’t help but guess his fate.
