Tang Wulin did not expect the person before him to be easy going. Aren't all soldiers supposed to be old-fashioned and obstinate? Xu Weitao had a soldier's physique with his tall and large figure. He was even a head taller than Tang Wulin, with broad shoulders and sharp, facial features. He did not look laid back at all. He was responsible for the Blood Division and also the close combat division. One could tell how powerful the army was by observing Jiang Wuyue. The Blood Division's fighting capacity as a whole could be seen by inspecting just a part of the 1st Battalion.
"Sir, that can't be right." said Tang Wulin probing for an answer.
Xu Weitao chuckled. "There's nothing wrong with that. Those few people from your Blood God Battalion call me by that name. Ask them the next time if you don't believe me. Oh, not all but Blood Seven, Blood Eight, and Blood Nine address me as Old Xu while the others call me Little Xu."
