A dark-skinned soldier with a brilliant smile stopped her. "Healer, I nicked my arm with a spear this morning. Could you bandage it up for me?"
Ji Qingwu glanced at his arm. There was indeed a scratch that had torn his sleeve. The scab had already dried to a dark brown, so it probably wasn't serious.
She replied in a gentle tone, "Alright, in a moment..."
Suddenly, a cold voice interjected, "In a moment, you can do extra practice of the Nine Gun Array Forms."
The so-called Nine Gun Array Forms included moves like Throat Stab, Shin Sweep, Armor Pierce, and Parthian Shot, requiring a hundred thrusts to be completed within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
The dark-skinned soldier wanted to wail in misery, but seeing it was General Dingbei, he didn't dare make a sound. He accepted the order and returned to the training grounds.
Ji Qingwu's eyes suddenly lit up, and she held the food container in her hands a little higher.
"General."
