"Are you Wang Chen?" Chu Han opened in an overbearing manner, completely disregarding the identity of the man before him. He swaggered over, pulled out a chair, sat down, and crossed one leg over the other.
Wang Chen was utterly dumbfounded. He looked Chu Han over several times in disbelief, then rage abruptly surged within him. "You... do you know who I am?!"
Not even Commander Mu or Luo Ming dared to show him such disrespect. What gave Chu Han the right?
"I know. My subordinate told me. Your name is Wang Chen, and you're an envoy from Shangjing Base," Chu Han replied as if it were only natural.
"An envoy?!" Wang Chen's eyes widened in disbelief.
He was speechless at Chu Han's ignorance, while also feeling incredibly stifled. Chu Han did not know his true identity at all—how was he supposed to throw his weight around here?
At that moment, a strange, scheming smile curled across Chu Han's lips. Without giving Wang Chen a chance to speak, he continued, "How about this? For Shangjing Base's sake, I won't hold it against you for disturbing my sleep. But you trespassed into a military camp. How do you think that should be handled?"
"Wh-what?!" Wang Chen stared at Chu Han in shock. How could he possibly say something like that?
What did he mean, for Shangjing Base's sake? What did he mean, disturbing Chu Han's sleep? And what was this about trespassing into a military camp?
Clearly, Wang Chen had the more impressive background. So why had Chu Han seized the initiative in just a few words, completely relegating Wang Chen to the lower position?
"How dare you speak to me like that? Do you know who I am?!" Rage flared in Wang Chen's heart. He abruptly rose to his feet