"What are you shouting about! How dare you speak to our General like that? Get off your horse and pay your respects!" Mo Yun said nothing, but the aide beside her was enraged.
The aide had followed Mo Yun for many years and was familiar with all matters within the Yan Army, yet he had never seen such an arrogant minor official.
That's right. In the aide's eyes, a commander in charge of three thousand men was nothing more than a minor official.
Yet now, this minor official was putting on such airs. Even Wu Xiaxian wouldn't dare speak to Mo Yun with such an insolent attitude!
It had nothing to do with whether Wu Xiaxian liked Mo Yun or not. This was about the proper respect due to a commanding General!
"Heh. I'm afraid that if I get off this horse, your General will have me seized, bound, and executed on the spot!" the Grain and Grass Officer retorted coldly from his saddle, completely unafraid.
