Seeing that he himself was about to be punished, Fu Miu was filled with shock and rage, though he dared not target Zhongxuan Chuliang. Instead, he looked around desperately, "I am a first-class deacon of the Jubao Business Association, the number one merchant organization in Qi Country! Who dares to lay a finger on me?"
Thud!
The sound of military boots hitting the ground.
Several sounds merged into one.
All the generals in the tent stepped forward in unison!
Fu Miu's threats were utterly useless in the main tent of the Autumn Kill Army, and to voice them in the presence of Zhongxuan Chuliang was a clear sign of his helplessness.
Not to mention that every general was itching to try, Zhongxuan Sheng stepped forward first, directly kneeling, "Great General! I humbly volunteer!"
Zhongxuan Chuliang merely lifted his hand, signaling his approval.
Zhongxuan Sheng rose to his full height, facing Fu Miu, immediately stirring within him a surge of Path Origin energy.
