The burly man roughly gulped down a large swig of liquor, his face clearly displeased.
If it were wartime, he would have stood at the frontlines with a chance to slay the enemy and earn honors. Even without war, going home to recuperate would be better than staying here. Here, there was no future to speak of, and one had to be on constant alert. A single slip, and there could even be danger of perishing. To be honest, if he had a choice, he truly wouldn't want to stay.
However, the Emperor's command was not to be disobeyed. There was no other option.
Time trickled away.
Suddenly, the noises outside the tent grew loud, causing the burly man to frown in displeasure.
"Everyone shut up!"
With a roar of anger, the bustling noises inside and outside the tent abruptly ceased.
But not for long. The noise grew loud again.
Hearing this, the burly man was about to get angry when something seemed to occur to him. The anger on his face briefly subsided, replaced by a grave expression.
