The arrogant tone, the confident posture, the domineering aura of plundering, it's as if victory is already in hand.
Yiyi was stunned: "Aren't you afraid of dying?"
A perfectly good son of the Councilman, living comfortably, yet insists on going to the battlefield. Even on the battlefield, as the son of a high-ranking official, he could easily get by without anyone daring to say a thing.
At that time, with some merit, a simple stroke of the pen to include his name, wouldn't that suffice? Many officials do things this way, not working themselves but still taking the credit, and even claiming the largest share.
Why work so hard?
