The imperial envoy is in operation.
In other words, the holder of the imperial scroll is the imperial minister, patrolling on behalf of the heavens.
"You may go now."
"Yes, sir."
Wang Sanyuan waved his hand, leading his soldiers to withdraw like a whirlwind.
Many of them, even as they were retreating, couldn't help but continuously look back at Fei Xinyu, bare-chested and exuding a fierce aura.
Those scars were the best medals an army man could wear!
Even as they rounded the corner, some still glanced back, their looks filled with respect and awe.
Some couldn't help but think: why is such a soldier working under a non-military officer? Why isn't he in our army?
If such a man were our general... Some of the fiercer army men recalled Wang Sanyuan's demeanor when he faced Fei Xinyu and couldn't help but feel dissatisfied.
If they were to encounter a troop led by Lord Fei on the battlefield, wouldn't they be slaughtered?
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