The usually stoic and desireless general has a secret lover. Soldier A says, "Delighted to hear it! This calls for a grand celebration." Soldier B says, "I was planning to confess to the general, but someone beat me to it, sob sob. Which little minx seduced my idol?" Soldier C says, "... Aren't we just low-ranking soldiers? Why are we such gossips?" The fearless, gossip-loving deputy general asks the question out loud. The general smiles wickedly. "The horses in the stables haven't been scrubbed in ages. Since you're so free, you can take care of them all by yourself." "Boss, nooo! QAQ" "Curiosity comes at a steep price." The general smiles. An Honor of Kings fanfiction, a short story.
Premise:
What does jb mean?