The general looked Qian Jin up and down in surprise. Under the crushing attack of his knees, a war horse would foam at its mouth and faint. Even if he had used only some of his might just now, how could this guy behave as if nothing had happened to him? Didn’t this guy have pain nerves?
With the supreme defensive force of the wind and cloud golden body, Qian Jin didn’t feel much pain. He looked at General Bronze Armor with a calm look, and said softly, "My fellow, namely, my comrade-in-war, was beaten by someone, and my teacher, namely my officer, was also insulted by others. If you were me, how would you deal with it?"
The general felt slightly shocked, touched his beard, and softly nodded his head. "If I were you, I would do the same thing. Even if it might be a breach of the military provisions, I would still slap the enemies first!"
