Zhang Ping's head was buzzing. He wanted to pin someone -- anyone -- down for answers, but he didn't know who to confront. His eyes filled with bloodlust, the red orbs practically bulging out as he asked, "Are you saying this is true?"
"Absolutely, General. If you don't believe me, you can go out and ask. Tens of thousands from the Jibei Army can vouch for this." The man, collared by Zhang Ping, struggled to gasp for air. "General, now is not the time to dwell on agony. You must push forward and take Capital City. Otherwise, once Nanping settles down, we may not even have a chance to attack Capital City."
Upon hearing these words, Zhang Ping abruptly let go of the man, waving his hand in furious disbelief. "Come, bring others. I want to hear it from them."
