Chapter 792 – Why Do Young People Laugh? (1/2)

Chapter 792 – Why Do Young People Laugh?

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The two paintings were signed with the same six words.

'One great general of Sloping Cliff'.

Chen Changsheng's first reaction upon seeing this signature was 'how bold', but after a few moments, he felt them to be very lonely.

I am a great general; how can I not be proud when I look around?

Though I am only a great general of this remote place called Sloping Cliff Horse Farm.

And I am the only great general.

Boldness and loneliness were two feelings very difficult to combine, but now they seemed to leap together out of the paper.

Chen Changsheng looked behind the desk and saw a bookshelf filled with books, consisting of both interpretations of profound Daoist doctrines and ordinary novels. A trait they shared was that they were all very clean. To accomplish such a task in a place scourged by sandstorms year-round was no easy feat, yet he could understand how this had been done.

He often used that method to clean the books in the library of the Orthodox Academy.

He had already guessed that this was Luo Bu's room, and now when he thought about how that person carried a rare spatial artifact with him, he became even more curious. Suddenly, he caught a whiff of a scent and, upon tracking it down, realized that a bowl still half-full of yogurt had been placed on the bookshelf. Just seeing the smooth surface of the yogurt, sprinkled with sesame seeds and topped by a cherry, made his fingers twitch. He could not resist bringing up the bowl of yogurt and examining it. He confirmed that this was not food from the barracks but a snack Luo Bu had probably made for himself last night.

Now, Chen Changsheng was truly convinced, even feeling a sense of inferiority.

From Xining Village to the capital, he had met countless young and talented geniuses of cultivation. Senior Yu Ren, Gou Hanshi, Zhexiu, Xu Yourong, and even himself were these sorts of people. However, he had never once encountered this sort of complete genius, a genius in every domain.

Yes, in Chen Changsheng's view, this young officer called Luo Bu could be described as almost perfect.

Fortunately, although this person is skilled at medical arts, he's not as good as me, he said to himself in comfort.

The howling of the wind and pounding of sand outside the window gradually faded away. From the distance came several shrill whistles, followed by footsteps.

Several clunking sounds could be heard from outside as the wooden bars over the door and windows sprang open on their own and Luo Bu walked in.

Sunlight once more illuminated the room. Dispersed by the remnants of the sandstorm, the sunlight smeared an ancient aura over the entire room, making it look rather picturesque.

Everything happened too quickly and Chen Changsheng did not have time to return the bowl of yogurt to the bookshelf.

Anyone who saw him would believe that he was just preparing to sneakily take a bite of the yogurt.

Luo Bu probably thought so.

The mood in the room was rather awkward.

The silence persisted.

Luo Bu turned and walked out of the room, saying, ”I'm going to take a look at the grass.”

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The reason the Great Zhou Imperial Court had established a horse farm in a place so remote and deep in the mountains as Sloping Cliff was precisely that the meadows of Sloping Cliff were lush with the frost grass most beloved by Dragonhorses. It was only right that Luo Bu, as commanding officer, went to see the state of the grass after a sandstorm, but Chen Changsheng with bowl of yogurt in hand was well aware that this was just an excuse, just like how he hurriedly said that he would also take a look at the grass as an excuse to put down the bowl of yogurt as naturally as possible.

The sandstorm had already stopped, but the marks of its devastation were still evident. The barracks and stables were not harmed, but two repeating crossbow huts in the distance required repair, and most troubling of all was that the frost grass growing on the fields was now covered in a thick layer of dust.