Zheng Fan hadn't expected Lord Jingnan to have already entered Shengle and to be standing right before him now.
The experience of badmouthing his direct superior to his face was, to put it mildly, exhilaratingly awkward.
It's like telling a female boss she's hit menopause, or a male boss that he's impotent, right to their faces.
The scouts outside the city, the guards on the walls—none seemed to have reacted. Although most of Shengle's forces had been led into the mountains by Liang Cheng, Gao Yi's unit of the Jingnan Army was still responsible for Shengle's security and patrols.
Of course, when Jingnan Army soldiers saw Lord Jingnan, it was much like fans seeing their idol. It was perfectly understandable, both emotionally and logically, that they would instantly disregard Zheng Fan, the man currently in charge, and not report Lord Jingnan's arrival.
