After dinner, the sky began to darken. An the drill ground, instructor Zhang Lizheng's face was black as he looked at the students of Company 39 expressionlessly. He did not speak.
The atmosphere was so quiet that it was suffocating. One by one, the students started to feel uneasy as they did not know what sort of punishment was to come.
Mo Wen, however, was not all that nervous. Instead, he was slightly pensive as he looked over to the crowd of bystanders in the far distance; at first, he was suspicious and did not understand why anyone would find faults with him for no reason. Afterwards, when the second wave of people had dashed out, he saw Cheng Hao and understood in an instant.