His soldiers had passed their morning screening. One had been assigned light fence work after his arm injury was cleaned, while the other had been ordered to sit down and let his ankle recover before it became a larger problem.
Tang Li Yue had not caught either of them trying to disobey.
That was refreshing.
"We begin with rules," Tang Li Yue said.
Everyone looked at her.
"Rule one. No one forces an ability to appear."
Wei Jian stood near the sandbags, hands hanging stiffly at his sides. He looked far better than he had that morning, but the fear had not completely left his face.
Fear was useful when it stopped people from becoming stupid.
Tang Li Yue continued, "You will not stand here, clench your teeth, scream at the sky, and decide that your ability must arrive because you are impatient. This is not a bad novel where determination alone solves every problem."
Chen Qiao opened his mouth.
Tang Li Yue looked at him.
He closed it.
