After finishing their run around the city, members from the three squads slowly walked back and eventually entered the same barracks together.

A single barrack housed one squad, with beds on both sides. A single large bed could accommodate eight people.

Thirty to forty soldiers gathered inside the room, chatting and hanging out. Considering it was summer, the room was filled with the mixed smell of sweat, but none of the soldiers minded. Fang Yun didn’t find it repulsive either, as he was one of them.

Listening to the soldiers’ conversations, Fang Yun gained a deeper understanding of why the general did not allow him to change his name. Apart from the fear of accidentally revealing his identity, another reason was that communication within the army was limited, and their circle of acquaintances was small.