"So quick to make a move, it's truly strange."
Feng Yuan glanced at a patrolling soldier and remarked. Dou Yanlan followed his gaze, noticed something unusual, and murmured softly,
"Indeed, making small moves at this time isn't necessarily a bad thing. At least it alerts others to be vigilant, which isn't impossible."
Qi Chen scratched his head and asked confusedly,
"I don't see any issue, is it...?"
"The patrol route is fine, but look, his mouth keeps moving, and who makes notes while patrolling?"
Shaking his head, Feng Yuan spoke with a sense of helplessness. There really wasn't any attempt to conceal it, blatantly doing such things. Feng Yuan wasn't sure if the other soldiers noticed the anomaly, but with careful observation, anyone could spot the oddness. Besides that patrolling soldier, Feng Yuan also saw other soldiers openly gathering intelligence.
