Chapter 150: Mr. Jing V587 Part 1_1

Two days had passed since the night attack, and Jing Chen had also been gone for two days.

"How's your hand?" Ling Qi approached Mu Lin, looking straight ahead as he asked.

"It's fine." There was no more problem.

"You should be able to participate tomorrow." After resting for three days, it should be enough.

"No problem." Mu Lin, her phoenix eyes looking distantly at the recruits struggling to push a large oil barrel up a slope, thought to herself that this camp simply treated its soldiers like beasts during training, only lacking a whip.

Never mind how unpleasant her words seemed, the truth was she considered even beasts to be more fortunate than them, like her family pet, Qiaozi.

Oh, wait, Qiaozi shouldn't be called a beast; it should be referred to as a brute.

Unknowingly slandered twice, Qiaozi was currently sleeping soundly at their secret base, dreaming that Mu Lin could go home soon.