"Brother Su, where are you taking the little girl?"
Watching Zhang Su and Su Xiaoya walk away, Wu Lue approached Zheng Xinyu curiously.
Zheng Xinyu pouted and said, "He's definitely taking her to see the burial site for the people from Kuanzhuang. Let's go, let's go, and get busy with our own stuff."
Yesterday, Zhang Su had learned from Ma Changshou where the people from Kuanzhuang were buried. Walking out from a damaged section of the military camp's wall revealed more than a dozen mounds of earth, looking rather desolate in the vast wilderness.
Among these people, only three or four were loyal to Lei Youliang. Most were forced by circumstances. If there's a chance to talk, only a few need to be dealt with.
"They're all here."
Zhang Su lit a cigarette and stood aside, saying, "Originally, there was no animosity among everyone, and they could have become good brothers. It's just unfortunate that villains sowed discord, so I had them buried."
"Which one is Lei Youliang?"
