"Good teaching."
Zhou Ping'an nodded woodenly, praising insincerely.
It was he who had given the orders, but it was Green Lady who arranged the details.
Yet, his troops, originally brimming with murderous intent and combat spirit soaring to the heavens, were now deflated by a bout of crying, turning into something resembling a makeshift comedic troupe.
Would the city's commanding officers be laughing their heads off?
"My dear child, if only you could hold on a little longer, just another month, you wouldn't have to starve to death. I've heard that General Zhou Ping'an is very kind to the common people; under his rule, everyone gets to eat white rice, not just porridge to fill their stomachs, sometimes they even get meat..."
"Mother, mother, don't die. I will go to Lord Hu's mansion to beg, surely I can scrounge some soup."
