Ruan Chao'en was a typical petty person, the kind who always sought revenge.
He never imagined that one day he would become a high-ranking official of a major power, and having climbed to this position, he did not consider himself inferior to the other seven generals and naturally refused to accept being at the bottom of the hierarchy.
He didn't want to understand the process, nor did he want to know why! All he knew was that someone had killed his man!
He was also a general! In terms of status, he sat on an equal footing and didn't need to be afraid of anyone!
The body lying there, he recognized, left a deep impression, named Ding Fulong, very eloquent and much to his liking, but he was dead!
His gaze grew colder, the murderous intent emanating from his body almost solidifying into substance!
His eyes, sharp as a blade's edge, turned towards those few soldiers with two stripes.
"Whose men are you?"
