In the sailor training camp, reason exists, but it is only discussed after a fight. If someone provokes another and gets beaten, they will be severely punished. If they win, they will usually just get a scolding.

"Zheng Yu, get out of my way. I can overlook your provocation this time." Han Kun was very restrained. Since his father passed away, he had matured a lot and was no longer the reckless and impulsive teenager.

"Han Kun, abandon your team. With your status, replacing them with another team is a piece of cake. If you continue to protect these bastards, we will be enemies." Zheng Yu shouted at Han Kun through gritted teeth. His father died in the trading city, and the Rakshasa people were vassals of the orcs. How could he tolerate this?

The Rakshasa were the fewest in the training camp, numbering less than three hundred, divided into three teams. The other two team leaders didn't care much about their members, letting them do as they pleased unless things went too far. Only Han Kun persisted in his beliefs.

"Your Highness, no matter who they were before, as long as they have pledged allegiance to our High Official, they are now High Officials. Will you allow it or not?"

"No way!"

Zheng Yu had barely managed to defend himself when he saw Han Kun already in front of him. He only had time to shout, "You fucking ambushed me..." before he was overwhelmed by Han Kun's fists and it seemed that defeat was only a matter of time.

Zheng Yu's men were all Koreans. Koreans were very united, and soon two teams joined the brawl. The Koreans outnumbered the Russians, who were skilled fighters. The scene was chaotic; tables and chairs were flying everywhere, and weapons were practically on the verge of being used. But no one dared to draw their weapons. The training camp had a clear rule against the unauthorized use of weapons; anyone who did would face certain death on the tall masts of the training ground that night.

"That Han family lad is loyal and treats his subordinates well, but is it worth it to be so kind to these Rakshasa demons?" said Jiang Leshan, an instructor at the training camp.

But Zhuang Hu, the camp leader beside him, said, "Young Master, there are some things... that they can do, but we can't do. Do you understand?"

"not understand."

Jiang Leshan readily agreed. The more you know, the worse your fate will be. He, a perfectly good captain, has become this lousy instructor, all because he boasted that he was the best at training sailors.