Sounds Everywhere

At these words, the other personal guards became excited as well, and one after another joined the discussion.

“Hey, you know what? Don’t dismiss it—we really do think it’s a great idea. General Zhang Shi is especially ruthless toward outsiders. He killed twenty-seven naval commanders without a second thought, yet he’s extraordinarily generous to his own men. He’s practically the God of Wealth! We could absolutely follow him!”

“I’ve actually had the same thought. If we followed General Zhang Shi, our lives might well become easier.”

“Exactly. We’re all in the same camp anyway. It makes no difference who we serve. Besides, it’s not as though we’d be surrendering to Ren Tianye. I really think this is worth considering!”

“Definitely worth considering…”

…

The more the guards talked, the happier they became, and before long their voices had risen without them realizing it. Then they heard a noise at the entrance. A moment later, the curtain of the main tent was lifted, and Zhou Mengyan emerged, cloak draped over his shoulders.

“What is definitely worth considering?”

Zhou Mengyan frowned as he asked the question.

The guards were terrified and fell silent at once.

“What exactly is worth considering?”

“And I distinctly heard you mention Zhang Shi. What was that about?”

Zhou Mengyan asked another question, his voice suddenly turning stern.

One of the guards reacted quickly and called out, “Grand Commander, we were just saying that General Zhang Shi and General Zhou Buzhang are working hard to develop the navy. We’re certain to be able to withstand Ren Tianye’s army!”

“Oh, is that what this is about?” Zhou Mengyan said. “Then you could have said so directly. Why were you being so furtive?”

Zhou Mengyan was quite displeased, but he did not pursue the matter.

For some reason, he had felt restless all night and could not sleep. In the end, he simply got up and decided to take a walk around the military camp.

He immediately brought two personal guards with him and began strolling through the camp.

He had not gone far when a buzzing sound once again reached his ears. It seemed that some soldiers were discussing something.

He looked up and saw two sentries outside a nearby tent, speaking in hushed voices. Carried over by the wind, their words reached him.

However, they were too far away, and by the time the sound reached him, he could no longer make out what they were saying.

Frowning, he asked, “What are those two doing?”

“Go ask them!”

One of the guards hurried over. Not long afterward, he returned and reported, “Grand Commander, those two were just making small talk.”

“But I vaguely heard something about Zhang Shi and stones…”

“The Grand Commander must have misheard.”

“Misheard again?” Zhou Mengyan felt his head grow hazy. He continued walking forward, and before long, he heard another commotion.

This time, he saw several soldiers gathered together, quietly discussing something. Whenever they became excited, they even waved their hands about, looking remarkably cheerful.

“What are they so happy about now?”

The guard hurriedly said, “Grand Commander, I’ll go ask them at once.”

Not long afterward, the guard returned to report, “Grand Commander, they were also just making small talk. Standing watch can be rather dull, after all. As long as it doesn’t interfere with their duties, chatting a little is allowed in the military camp!”

Zhou Mengyan’s brows drew together even more tightly.

He simply felt that something was not right. It seemed he had once again heard the names “Zhang Shi” and “Zhou Buzhang,” but he was not certain. Perhaps he was merely exhausted lately and had become somewhat muddled.

He continued walking…

And continued listening…

Zhou Mengyan listened all the way, feeling as though countless sparrows were chirping incessantly around his ears. It drove him nearly mad and made him increasingly suspicious.

Most importantly, this suspicion had not arisen just once. After it continued day after day for more than half a month, Zhou Mengyan finally could not bear it any longer.

He bypassed Ruan Fei’s inspection unit and summoned his own trusted aide, ordering him to investigate.

The result of the aide’s investigation was entirely different from the report Ruan Fei had submitted.

“Grand Commander, this subordinate’s investigation has revealed that morale in the military camp has been unsettled lately. Many soldiers, and even officers and generals, have been discussing something in private…”

“Whether they should pledge themselves to Zhang Shi!”

“They… have all begun entertaining the thought of following Zhang Shi!”

…

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