"See? The soldiers are noticeably more stable now and no longer as indifferent toward us as before," Chen Xi said with a smile to Fa Zheng. "What remains is for them to understand over time. At least when it comes to military welfare and stipends, we won't lose to anyone. Next comes bringing the families of these soldiers over."
"That is the real problem," Fa Zheng said, rolling his eyes.
"Quite the contrary—this is the key to solidifying our position in Guanzhong. Even if only one soldier's family is being held back, we can use that as leverage," Chen Xi said, opening his folding fan and covering his mouth as he chuckled. Then, noticing Fa Zheng's expression, he added, "But this is merely a joke. Once victory in the northern battle is secured, we won't need any excuses."
"Henghengheng, now that's more like it!" Fa Zheng nodded arrogantly. "The only thing we're lacking is time. Everything else is trivial."
