"What? You want us to bring back Grand Tutor Du?"
When he first received this task, Shan Bing was bewildered, and after pondering over the task requirements, he became even more confused.
He hadn't done anything wrong recently, had he? Although being outpaced by those civilian warriors in slaying the monsters was indeed a bit of a disgrace for a Commander, he wasn't the only one who had their prey stolen, and besides, wasn't the matter resolved already?
Or was it possible that his killing of civilians during the monster subjugation was discovered by the higher-ups? But hasn't no one ever been held accountable for such things before? Why was he being dispatched?
"It's not a dispatch."
In the chief seat, the elderly eunuch in a dark red robe gently shook his head.
The thick, almost tangible scent of blood made Shan Bing, who was about to defend himself, fall silent.
