"I did not expect this."
"In such a short time, Zhao Feng has gone from a Logistics Army soldier to being transferred into the main battle camp as Capital Commandant. I thought that would be the end of it for now, but he's already become Deputy General."
"Sigh."
"A sixteen-year-old Deputy General—the youngest War General in Qin, personally rewarded by the Great King—his future is limitless."
...
The generals each had their own thoughts.
There was envy, there was awe, and among them, jealousy as well.
As for these things,
Zhao Feng naturally did not care much, nor did he concern himself.
There's a saying that wherever there are people, there is strife, self-interest, and entanglement.
Even within the same army, there cannot be entirely one voice; factions exist as well.
Xinzheng City, former Prime Minister Mansion!
Meng Yi sat in the main seat, while Li Teng took the seat to the left.
