Therefore, he ventured, "Lord, do you want them?"
His tone was suggestive, hinting, These are your own people, I wouldn't try to trick you. You should reconsider carefully.
A Ming and Siniang, disguised as a man, stood behind Zheng Fan. They wouldn't voice their opinion.
After all, even if their lord decided to bring Lv Bu back to the fortress, it wouldn't be their problem. They weren't responsible for training troops. In fact, they would rather enjoy seeing Blind Bei and Liang Cheng struggle with the headache.
Excluding Mo Wan, that lazy freeloader who always relied on his connections, the relationships among the other six Demon Kings often resembled the scheming of a palace harem.
Actually, Zheng Fan felt the same way. After all, he wasn't the one who would be training the troops. Besides, he had complete confidence in Blind Bei and Liang Cheng.
This was the advantage of being a leader: you only needed to know what to do next, not necessarily how to do it.
"I'll take them."
