"General!"
Smack!
Han Yuyuan suddenly turned around and slapped his subordinate.
The subordinate reeled back from the slap, and his face swelled immediately. After spinning two circles, he felt dizzy and fell to the ground.
"Get lost," Han Yuyuan barked.
"I'm sorry for speaking out of turn! I'll take my leave now!"
Han Yuyuan no longer bothered with that subordinate. Instead, he smiled as he looked at Si Wuya and said, "That's just the way he is. He has a fiery temper and draws a clear line between those that he loves and hates. However, he's extremely loyal and is one of my most capable subordinates. We shouldn't judge a book by its cover. He may seem rash and impatient, but he's thorough with his work. He never dallies." He raised a hand, and a huge energy blade emerged. It slashed the rope that bound Si Wuya's hands, and the rope fell immediately.
