Zheng Fan's opening remarks left all the soldiers in the drill ground somewhat taken aback.
Even the barbarian soldiers, who had stayed long enough in Yan State to pick up the language through their daily training, were stunned by their master's bold and straightforward speech, despite their candid nature.
Huo Kuang took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
Zuo Jiqian wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.
Most of the men in the drill ground were convicts from noble families. To a certain extent, they were once the elite class of Yan State. After the emperor overthrew their houses and banished them to the south, they harbored deep-seated speculations about their fate. It truly wasn't difficult to guess.
