Shi Xiong, smiling broadly, warmly welcomed them into the tent.
Inside the tent, Shi Feiyang and Yili sat cross-legged on the bed, on which a small, exquisite kang table was placed, laden with dishes full of color, aroma, and flavor, steaming hot with an appetizing fragrance.
Shi Feiyang lifted his eyes and waved at Xie Wen and the others, his expression indifferent, his voice steady, he remarked mockingly: "Sit down, and tell me, how did you heroes manage to lose the battle this time?"
There was a hint of scrutiny in his gaze, as if he could see through everything.
Miao Menlong, Shan Zhi, Xie Wen, and the others saw this and hurriedly knelt on one knee, their expressions sincere, repeatedly apologizing to Shi Feiyang.
There was deep regret in their words: "Grand Squad Leader, we shouldn't have acted impulsively, blindly following Liao Pei south to Bozhou. On the way, we encountered a disaster, causing many brothers to suffer casualties, it is truly a sin deserving death."
