Manbao walked to Bai Shan's side.
Bai Shan looked at her complexion and asked in a low voice, "Didn't sleep again last night?"
Manbao said, "I slept for half an hour in the early morning."
Bai Shan slightly frowned.
Manbao examined him up and down, asking, "You smell of blood."
Bai Shan smiled and said, "It's inevitable on the battlefield. You don't have it on you?"
Manbao shook her head, "Not the same. Although I'm a healer, I don't have that murderous aura. It's on you."
Bai Shan then said, "I went onto the battlefield to kill enemies."
No wonder.
She curiously asked, "Can you be counted for military merit?"
Bai Shan felt troubled, "Didn't kill many, probably not counted as military merit."
He said, "His Majesty said I look too gentle, only skilled in literature, not in martial arts, so he let me go to the battlefield for practice."
What else could Manbao say?
"Are you going again later?"
