The soldiers made no attempt to conceal the contempt and condescension in their voices.
Chen Ping's face twisted in struggle at those words, his fists clenched inside his sleeves. They were after the life of his Dragon Tiger Escort Agency.
Just as the situation grew ever more perilous, a voice suddenly came from afar. "General, why must you press so aggressively? Why not give this old man some face and let this matter end here?"
As a carriage approached, Zhou Qiucheng lifted the curtain and poked his head out.
"Who are you, to dare meddle in my affairs?" the general demanded after glancing at Zhou Qiucheng.
"This old man is Zhou Qiucheng," Zhou Qiucheng said unhurriedly.
Though he had lost his cultivation, he was still an aristocrat of the Great Victory Dynasty, with disciples and former officials scattered across the realm.
"Are you Master Zhou Qiucheng?" The commander's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly leaped down from his horse, a trace of restraint entering his voice.
Zhou Qiucheng's name shook the world. Even though his status had plummeted after losing the debate, he was still far beyond someone the commander could afford to provoke.
Zhou Qiucheng smiled at this. "Could General give this old man a little face?"
The general hurriedly replied with a humble expression, "Since Master has spoken, this subordinate naturally would not dare disregard Master's face."
The commander did not question Zhou Qiucheng's identity. A person's bearing could not be faked, and if such a deception were exposed, then all these lowly commoners would have to die.
The dignity of aristocrats could not be trampled upon!
There were many people in the world who pretended to be wealthy, but those who pretended to be aristocrats to deceive others had truly never existed.
Besides, he would not believe so