As night fell, the scent of meat wafted throughout the military camp, permeating into the tents here. Zhuang Chong's eyes were lowered, and he sat still. He was a Dharma Image Cultivator, capable of going a month without food or drink without issue. However, being left to wait an entire day was something he noted and would remember for a very, very long time.
A servant said, "I'll go out and gather some information."
After leaving the tent, the soldiers guarding outside did not trouble him, merely warning him not to approach the Central Army Camp. The camp over there had formation defenses, and trespassers would be killed without anyone able to save them. Everywhere else was free to go.
The servant casually approached a campfire and saw a large cauldron on the fire, with the water inside already boiling.
