"Submit? Pah! Who would submit to you, an unknown brat like yourself!"
The Northwestern General Hong Yu knelt on the ground, yet his face was full of extreme anger.
He was the General of the Northwest, a significant official, who could often disregard even imperial orders. Today, being defeated by a junior and kneeling before him, his heart filled with extreme shame and fury towards Chu Fengmian.
"Is that so? Since you are unwilling to submit," said Chu, "then your position as the Northwestern General has come to an end."
Chu Fengmian looked at Hong Yu and calmly spoke.
"Hmph! I'd like to see how you could end my position as the Northwestern General?"
Hong Yu looked at Chu Fengmian with disdain.
He had ascended to his position as the Northwestern General not easily removed by others; in this Qin Emperor's army, Chu Fengmian's words held no weight.
