Gu Yun suddenly became so strangely silent, everyone had to follow suit. The generals of the Black Iron Camp all stared at him, wondering what the Marquis had to say about this rather vague and empty imperial edict.

The surrounding was so quiet that Gu Yun finally realized he was doing something embarrassing. He casually raised his unfathomable face and said with indistinct joy and anger: "Ah, His Majesty praised too much, this is all within our duty. Old He, send someone to prepare a little something as a feast for His Royal Highness Yan Wang... no need to be complicated, we are all family here. Everyone, hurry up, let's finish checking the supplies and equipment before dark. What are you looking at, still haven't dismissed? Have we got nothing to do?"

The generals were awed by Marshal's unfazed attitude whether it be praise or injustice, moving out of the tent one after another. The Black Iron Camp had its own functions, its efficiency was incredibly high. In the blink of an eye, all the people were gone.

Only then did the bustling Marshal's tent quieten down. Gu Yun let out a light sigh of relief, feeling that Chang Geng's eyes had been glued to him, so much so that he almost had to do his best to simply turn his head.

He wondered if it was because of the fox fur or not, but he'd been feeling that Chang Geng had gotten thinner.

On the Northwest road, Huo Long's and Miss Chen's words flashed by his heart alternately. For the first time in his life, Gu Yun faced a person but did not know where to start. His heart was full of emotions, but his face did not know what expression to make, the contradiction causing him to appear rather cold and calm.

As if he had just left home the day before, he said to Chang Geng, "Come here, let me look at you."

Chang Geng did not know what his attitude was for a moment. He temporarily narrowed his unbridled vision and suddenly felt nervous.

He had made a lot of commotion in the past six months. He did not know how much of it had reached the border, neither did he know what it would be like if Gu Yun found out. When Gu Yun left the capital, the relationship between the two of them was so-so. After such a long time, it was like a jar of wine, which had been buried underground in a hurry before the ingredients were prepared to be placed in.

In just a few short steps, Chang Geng's heart was like a horse-drawn lantern, no need to discuss what it felt like.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yun suddenly reached out and grabbed him in by the hand.