A nouveau riche who has never seen the world.
His eyes were always on Wu Jiang who was beside Liu Feng.
In his opinion, how much ability could Liu Feng have? He was just an uneducated warrior.
Wu Jiang exudes a scholarly air, and from head to toe he exudes the aura of a hermit. In addition, Wu Jiang has always kept himself clean.
This made An Shirong even more certain that Wu Jiang was the real hidden talent.
In comparison, the nouveau riche Liu Feng has absolutely no special skills.
An Shirong made a basic judgment about the two people based on their words and behavior.
"General Liu, I heard that you once assisted the Fengling Army in defeating the Northern Barbarians in Tianyong City. You are truly a young hero."
"General Liu, please come in. Our general is already waiting in the study."
"But I have to tell General Liu in advance that our general has been unwell in recent days and can only meet with General Liu while lying on the couch. I hope General Liu doesn't mind."
Liu Feng chuckled. Didn’t he know what Qian Mu was doing?
"How are you? I heard that General Qian is very skilled in martial arts. I was thinking of sparring with him."
"I'm really sick at the wrong time."
The corners of An Shirong's mouth twitched slightly. If it were someone else at this moment, anyone who dared to speak so brazenly would have been slapped twice by An Shirong.
Even if it was Liu Feng, An Shirong also wanted to fight him at this moment.
You are just a small leader of the Tiger Roar Army, with no official position and few followers, yet you have the audacity to come to a third-rank general of the imperial court to exchange martial arts.
I'm not feeling well, so it's a bummer that I can't have the fun.
Where do you get the confidence from?
Who gives you such a big face?
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