Jiang Zhi watched him, his lips drawn into a tight line and his expression hard to read.
She couldn't help but frown. Cupping her fist again, she deliberately spoke in a rough voice, "Young General, I'm not afraid of hardship."
"And please, do not give me special treatment on account of the Commandery Princess."
Her words struck a chord with Chen Shaobei.
She was one of Shen Ningning's people, so he had to show her some deference no matter what.
"Jiang Zhi, you've misunderstood. Transferring you to the Fire Soldier Camp isn't a punishment or an assignment to an idle post."
"You saw just now. The Deputy General came in to report that the war with Changling is not going well. A protracted war is a fatal problem for our dynasty, which has already been devastated by natural disasters."
