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The news of the Tiger Army's assessment spread quickly like wildfire after those who failed the assessment left in disgrace, and it reached the ears of those who were interested.

As a result, various negative comments about the chief examiners of this assessment, Ye Zifen and Zhang Gaoyi, instantly became rampant.

People were whispering and talking among themselves.

Someone said indignantly: "Look at Ye Zifen and Zhang Gaoyi, how can they act so cunningly? They are simply cold-blooded and heartless, showing no mercy to others at all!"

Another person echoed, "That's right. They are so cruel and ruthless. I really don't know what their plan is."

For a time, accusations and complaints were heard one after another.

However, when the news reached the palace, the Crown Prince and the Emperor, who were in high positions, had completely different reactions.

The emperor sat firmly on the dragon throne, which symbolized supreme power. After listening to the report from his subordinates, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

He was seen stroking his beard leisurely, his eyes flashing with undisguised admiration: "Well, these two really have quite a bit of extraordinary courage!"

His words were full of affirmation for Ye Zifen and Zhang Gaoyi.

In contrast, the prince's reaction after learning of this was much more complicated.

He paced back and forth anxiously in his spacious and magnificent palace, his brows tightly furrowed, as if his heart was troubled by countless questions.

He muttered to himself, "Strange, why didn't this couple come to ask me which people I specially arranged to go in? Could it be... they don't want this prince to interfere in the affairs of the Tiger Army at all?"

As the prince thought more deeply, he felt that the matter was shrouded in mystery, making it difficult for him to understand the reasons behind it.

At this moment, Ye Zifen's light figure had already stepped into the tent.

Looking up, I saw Zhang Gaoyi sitting upright on the wide chair, as motionless as a sculpture.

Seeing this, Ye Zifen couldn't help but feel puzzled. She quickly stepped forward and asked softly, "You were so stubborn just now. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere in your body again?"

Hearing this, the corners of Zhang Gaoyi's tight mouth twitched involuntarily.

In fact, this was indeed the case. Because of this, he did not dare to move at all after he sat down.

Seeing this, Ye Zifen walked forward without hesitation, stretched out her hands and carefully helped Zhang Gaoyi up.

He said softly, "Okay, let's go home first. I'll take a good look at you when we get home. I guess there shouldn't be anything serious. I didn't expect that you're still so concerned about your reputation. You're completely different from the you I knew before! I guess you've really changed since you became a general."

After saying that, she shook her head gently.

However, Zhang Gaoyi only frowned slightly, forcing himself to endure the discomfort coming from his body, and responded in a slightly low voice: "I'm fine, there's no need to make such a fuss or make a fuss about nothing."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Zifen snorted and retorted coquettishly: "You are already in this state, but you are still stubborn! Don't you think I can't see it?"

As she spoke, she unconsciously increased the strength in her hands and held Zhang Gaoyi's arm tightly, her beautiful eyes revealing concern and anger.

Faced with Ye Zifen's insistence, Zhang Gaoyi could only sigh helplessly and said slowly: "Alas... I have been in this army for a long time, and I have unknowingly developed this habit."

Ye Zifen glared at him fiercely and said coquettishly, "Habit? Does habit mean you can ignore your body?"

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire tent seemed to freeze and became extremely solemn.

Apart from the two people's slightly heavy breathing, there was no other sound.

Zhang Gaoyi stood there silently, moved his lips, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

After a long while, he was like a deflated ball, no longer able to argue. He could only obediently let Ye Zifen support him and walk slowly out.

As soon as they stepped out of the tent, the young soldiers who had been waiting anxiously outside immediately came to greet them.

His face was filled with anxiety, and he could not wait to speak: "General Ye, please allow me to accompany you to escort General Zhang to the carriage."

However, Ye Zifen waved her hand without hesitation, her expression extremely firm. "No need, I can do this alone."

Her eyes revealed deep understanding, because she knew very well how much Zhang Gaoyi valued his own image and dignity.

In front of so many subordinates, Zhang Gaoyi, as a general of an army, must not allow his dignity and face to be damaged in the slightest.

Therefore, Ye Zifen would naturally not let him show even the slightest bit of vulnerability at this moment.

So, she emphasized again: "I can handle it all by myself, just focus on your job."

When saying this, Ye Zifen's tone was steady and powerful, revealing an irresistible aura.

When the young soldier heard this, he straightened his body and stood still like a straight javelin.

"Yes, General Ye!" he responded respectfully, and then quickly stood firm, not daring to make any unnecessary movements.

At the same time, his eyes were full of awe for Ye Zifen.

Just like that, he stood there quietly, watching Ye Zifen carefully supporting Zhang Gaoyi as they slowly left step by step.

Ye Zifen carefully supported Zhang Gaoyi. Her movements were gentle and firm, and every step she took was unusually steady and slow, as if she was afraid to disturb the people who were training in the distance.

Zhang Gaoyi's face looked a little pale, but he still stubbornly forced himself to straighten his spine, showing the tenacity and indomitable spirit that a soldier should have.

At this moment, a light breeze blew by, gently lifting the corners of their clothes, making a slight rustling sound.

Ye Zifen turned her head slightly and comforted him in a gentle and low voice: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Hearing this, the corners of Zhang Gaoyi's mouth rose slightly, and then he nodded slightly in response.

His eyes were full of trust in Ye Zifen, just like seeing a ray of warm light in the darkness.

In this way, the two of them moved forward slowly, step by step.

The land beneath their feet seemed to feel this deep friendship and silently carried their heavy footsteps.

The soldiers who were standing guard or busy around stopped their work and watched this touching scene quietly.

They couldn't help but feel admiration for Ye Zifen in their hearts, and it became stronger as time went by.

Finally, when Ye Zifen and Zhang Gaoyi's figures gradually disappeared in the distance, the little soldier who had been staring at them slowly withdrew his gaze, turned around and re-engaged in the intense and orderly task.