Yuan Liang was briefing several military officers on important matters when the door of a nearby car opened.
A young man stepped out, walking toward them with a calm and unhurried gait.
The officers' eyes widened.
Their gazes unconsciously landed on his face before they hastily looked away, their eyes darting around as if they had just seen some incredible secret.
Xie Youchen's brow furrowed slightly. "What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?"
Marshal Xie had an imposing air, so the officers naturally didn't dare to look again. After Yuan Liang finished his final remarks, they quickly boarded the aircraft.
Before departing, Yuan Liang gave Xie Youchen a few routine instructions.
After discussing official business, he patted Xie Youchen's shoulder and said, "I'm relieved to see you two have made up."
"We were never fighting," Xie Youchen said, his tone emphatic. "Someone was just stirring up trouble."
