Qin Silong feigned anger, retorting, "Deputy General Lin, mind your manners!"
"While you may hold the title of deputy general, it's me who commands the troops in battle! Remember, your advanced age and less-than-sharp mind prevented the higher-ups from entrusting you with leadership. You're here to assist me!"
"It's called assistance, bluntly put, I'm letting you freeload some battle merits. Be thankful I'll throw some gold your way before I kick the bucket."
"Understand, you're only a helper. I decide the battle plan!"
"Unless you're ready to lead the troops yourself!"
"Otherwise, spare me your endless chatter."
Deputy General Lin, infuriated, pointed at Qin Silong, struggling to articulate his response.
"You… you… you!"
"You're just a temporary commander! How dare you speak to me like this!"
"Aren't you afraid I'll teach you a lesson in front of Old General Chen and make you suffer?"
