Zhao Jianhun was staring at the statue of his enemy with the utmost respect in his eyes: "Jun Wuhui and I, have faced each other on the battlefield a total of twenty nine times, and regardless of my wits or strength, I've always lost. No matter my attack strategy, no matter my calculations, no matter my ambush plans, no matter the secrecy of operation, Jun Wuhui would always see through everything."
"The White Commander could see through everything!"
Such words were probably the best and biggest compliment an enemy can ever be capable of giving a man!
Jun Wuyi had nothing to add in this regard, but these words brought back the memorizes of his Eldest Brother, and his heart suddenly burst with pride once again.
