Departing in such a rush last night meant they were short on supplies, making setting up camp quite a strenuous ordeal. Even so, Lou Shixun nitpicked at every turn. To someone like him, a military camp was simply too harsh of an environment. Liang Wan watched all of this without an ounce of surprise. Most young masters from scholarly families were exactly like Lou Shixun and Liang Zhang: extravagant, pleasure-seeking, and utterly incompetent. There were a few with genuine talent and capability, but sadly, barely any of them had survived.
While Lou Shixun was still barking orders and complaining outside the main tent, Liang Wan was already soaking her sore, weary body in a bathtub. When Lu Xiu was in command of the army, she had been willing to endure some hardships. Now that Lou Shixun had taken over, there was no longer any need to make herself suffer.
"Madam, these were purchased in Ye Yang. I haven't worn them yet."
