"Hmm, indeed extraordinary, Old Xing has struck gold this year." Yang Zhen smiled, withdrew his gaze, and departed with hands behind his back.
Fu Yuan watched the other party leave, then said softly, "Lord Yang, originally from the lower class, is now a Little Flag Master in the army. He is outstandingly capable with a bright future, and is aligned with our General."
Hearing this, Song Changming nodded, taking note of this figure in the army, while silently pondering.
"Indeed, wherever there are people, there is Jianghu, truly an unchanging truth..."
Even in the army, which seems unified in slaying Demons and protecting the Human Race, there are secret faction competitions for personal benefits.
Xing Tiexin promoted him, and there are also people supporting Xing Tiexin from behind.
It is a natural human instinct for similar people to band together, and there's nothing inherently wrong with that.
