Liu Wenyuan had wanted to test his apprentice's judgment, but he didn't expect to attract so much resistance.
He immediately took a step forward and cupped his hands at the crowd.
"This is only my disciple's opinion. Perhaps it can't be compared to everyone's insight. I hope everyone can forgive us!"
At this moment, someone whispered a few words into Yan Mengtang's ear.
When Yan Mengtang looked at Liu Wenyuan again, his gaze became more serious.
"So you're Liu Wenyuan, the one who fought a bloody battle in Jiangdong?"
Liu Wenyuan cupped his fists at him. "Yes, I am."
Yan Mengtang nodded slightly.
"Although I admire your strength and character, your disciple has spoken arrogantly many times. If I don't punish him, it would be a little unreasonable, right? Just let him watch the battle from the audience stands outside."
Liu Wenyuan didn't give in. "The result is not out yet. How do you know my disciple is wrong?"
