Zhang Luohe scratched his head and chuckled foolishly.
His capabilities were indeed strong, but in front of Chen Feng, Zhang Luohe felt himself shrink considerably, unable to match Chen Feng's pace in neither martial strength nor intelligence.
Yet, Zhang Luohe's obedience to Chen Feng was absolute. When Chen Feng asked him to arrange a banquet, he did not hesitate and immediately went to do so.
Soon after, the news that Chen Feng had arranged a victory banquet before the battle even began spread rapidly.
The people of the south were put at ease, believing that Chen Feng's victory was assured.
Only assured victory would allow for such boldness.
Upon learning of this, Ling Zhan couldn't help but laugh, "This Chen Feng, he is quite the character."
"Pride comes before a fall."
"That may not necessarily be the case," said Ling Zhan. "Chen Feng's move is probably intended to unsettle me, but it's a bit too naive, which is why I said he is quite the character.
