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When Ye Chen woke up again, the night was deep, and a row of bonfires had been lit outside the tent for illumination.
He first put on his outer garment, then quietly got out of bed, tiptoeing out of the canteen tent.
The cold wind howled at the border of Lan Prefecture at night, and gusts of chill crept into his sleeves through the wide robe, making Ye Chen shiver all over. He could only curl up and awkwardly move forward with his hands tucked in.
Having slept too deeply all night, it was finally a wave of urgency that woke him up. Ye Chen hunched over, his eyes still half-closed, relying on instinct to find his way as he began searching for the latrine.
During the day, Fu Gui had told Ye Chen and the others that the latrine was located to the east of the tent. The sandy ground made it easy to bury waste, simplifying disposal and making it less likely to expose the army's location.
However, after reaching the general area and turning left and right, Ye Chen still couldn't find the exact spot of the latrine.
It wasn't until a figure suddenly appeared in his line of sight, emerging from behind a small mound of dirt, that his eyes widened. Taking advantage of the moment as the man passed by him, Ye Chen quickly called out.
"Hey, big brother, could you tell me where the latrine is?"
The man raised an eyebrow with a teasing smile on his lips and replied, "You must be new here. There are latrines all over; just find any spot to take care of business."
"Huh?"
Watching the man's retreating figure, Ye Chen was momentarily stunned before his gaze swept across the vast sandy field again.
After a while, he snapped back to reality.
"No way! Is it really just done out in the open?!"
Ultimately, caught between the dilemma of bursting or awkwardly handling things on the spot, Ye Chen decided to muster his courage and walked behind a slightly more secluded sand dune to loosen his pants.
After relieving himself, Ye Chen still felt somewhat speechless. While urinating might be manageable, did that mean he would have to do number two in such a manner as well?
Squatting here so openly, completely motionless?
What if he encounters danger while he’s... so vulnerable?
The primal insecurity etched in the genes of the terrifying upright ape danced in Ye Chen's mind.
This Military Camp is still too lax.
On his way back to the Canteen tent, Ye Chen suddenly had a bright idea. Why not head over to General He’s tent first? Perhaps he would run into him by chance, which would resolve the matter and allow him to leave this dreadful place sooner.
Ye Chen had always been impulsive; once he made up his mind, he quickly navigated toward the Main Tent based on memory.
It was also Fu Gui's fault for being so talkative. If he had known that Ye Chen would do this in the middle of the night, he would probably regret saying so much and revealing the location of the Main Tent.
When Ye Chen was only about ten meters away from the Main Tent, he stopped in his tracks.
Before him, the lights of the Main Tent had already been extinguished; General He must have gone to rest long ago.
Two soldiers stood guard at the entrance, perhaps having been on duty for too long, they appeared somewhat drowsy, yawning from time to time.
Forget it. Even if these two soldiers were not at their best right now, he still couldn’t enter the lord’s tent. Moreover, Xiao Feng had instructed that this matter Submissive ld be conducted in secrecy without alarming anyone else; it was better to find another opportunity.
Ye Chen shook his head and was just about to turn away when he took a step back and felt something cold and heavy press against the back of his head. Instantly, goosebumps erupted all over Ye Chen’s body.
Who had arrived behind him without making a sound?
Ye Chen bit his dry lips nervously and asked tremulously, “Y-You... who are you?”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Ye Chen heard a disdainful snort behind him. “ Submissive ldn’t that be my question to you?” The person leaned closer, an eerie and terrifying aura spreading from behind him.
“I’m not…” Ye Chen turned around abruptly, locking eyes with the person in front of him. He hurriedly explained, “I’m not a spy.”
“Hmph.” The person retracted the long spear in his hand, stepping out of the shadows and into the firelight.
The newcomer was a young man, his features striking and his demeanor somewhat arrogant. Dressed in a tight-fitting deep purple robe, he looked like a jewel, but his tone was anything but friendly. After putting away his spear, he switched hands and grabbed Ye Chen’s shirt at the chest, yanking him forward.
That large hand gripping Ye Chen’s collar was surprisingly strong; before he could even struggle, he was lifted off the ground, his feet barely grazing the floor.
Is this the power of Tian Qian?
Ye Chen realized for the first time just how vast the difference in strength was between Kun Ze and Tian Qian. It felt like an ant trying to shake a tree. No wonder those marked by Tian Qian never left; it seemed that their intimidation played a significant role in this.
If one disobeyed and got punched, they would probably meet their end in the northwest.
“Um… Big Brother, what are you doing? I’m a new recruit from Firestarter; I’m really not a spy. You can check my identity—I’m definitely not lying.”
The corner of the young man’s mouth curled into a cold smile that sent chills down Ye Chen’s spine.
What kind of gaze is that? It looks like he wants to skin me alive.
Lou Yu's jawline was sharply defined in the dim light as he leaned closer to Ye Chen's ear. His tone was light yet filled with an undeniable pressure. “Oh, is that so? I don’t recall saying you were a spy.”
Ye Chen: “…”
It’s over; I really spoke without thinking.
Ye Chen's eyes were red, and he struggled to hold back tears, his voice trembling with emotion. "I truly did not lie, if you do not believe me, you can go to the Canteen and ask the chef yourself."
Lou Yu felt a moment of panic as he noticed the glimmer of tears in Ye Chen's eyes. What was happening? Had spies started using such tactics to charm their enemies after failing their missions?
Unfortunately for him, Lou Yu did not have any interest in Zhong Yong. Although the young man had some good looks, he was not the type Lou Yu preferred.
With a firm motion, Lou Yu wiped away the tears from Ye Chen's eyes—tears that were actually just the result of a deep sleep. His gaze turned icy as he fixed his eyes on Ye Chen's brows and said slowly, "You better not be lying to me." With that, he released his grip.
Ye Chen finally found his feet on the ground; being suspended like that was truly uncomfortable. He hurriedly straightened his disheveled collar and stole a few glances at Lou Yu, who continued to stare at him intently, occasionally raising an eyebrow.
In the dead of night, the young man in military attire stood with his arms crossed, leaning against a wooden pillar of the tent, his expression a mix of amusement and mockery.
After tidying himself up, Ye Chen wanted to leave, but it seemed that the young man had no intention of letting him go.
"My lord, I..."
He barely began to speak before being interrupted.
"Go to the Canteen and make me a bowl of rice."
Ye Chen was taken aback and asked in confusion, "Huh?"
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