After leaving the meeting room, one of the generals muttered in dissatisfaction, "Who is he pretending to be? Just a nineteen-year-old kid dares to act so high and mighty in front of us?! Bah! He is too arrogant and doesn't know the height of Heaven and the depth of hell!"
When Ge Zidong heard this, he glared at the general and reprimanded him in a low voice, "Stop it! Are you tired of living?!"
Looking at Ge Zidong's fearful expression, the general snorted and said sarcastically, "General Ge, you are the most experienced among us and have served the army the longest. Don't tell me… You are afraid of that brat, Mo Yuan?"
The moment he said this, Ge Zidong quickly covered the general's mouth and gritted his teeth. "If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"
Pushing the general away in disgust, Ge Zidong left angrily.
Watching him go, the general spat on the ground. "Bah! Just a brat, and he is already scared! Useless!"
