Winning This Way Against Him Feels Somewhat Dishonorable

A gift? Everyone was astonished.

Strategist Wen You asked curiously, "Grand Commander, are you giving Meng Shanming a gift?"

Luo Zhao smiled. "Why can't I? The man is advanced in years, yet he still drags his crippled body into battle. That truly commands respect. We might as well be more broad-minded."

They looked at one another. There was something hidden in his smile, and they all felt things were not so simple.

Soaring Sky Pavilion Elder Su Yuanbai rode forward and asked with a smile, "What gift does the Grand Commander intend to send?"

The cultivators here were in high spirits. Since Luo Zhao had commanded the army into Yan Kingdom, his string of battles had indeed been brilliantly fought. The fall of Yan was within sight, so cultivators from every faction were exceedingly courteous toward him.

"A horse! I've long heard that Meng Shanming loves horses. We should cater to his tastes. Go bring the horse General Lian gave me!"

At Luo Zhao's shout, someone immediately carried out the order. Before long, they led over a magnificent white steed, its muscles powerful, its entire body snow-white without a single stray hair. It was precisely the gift Lian Anshan, commander of Iron Gate Pass, had given Luo Zhao after opening the gates and surrendering.

A horse alone was not enough. Luo Zhao also ordered someone to quickly sew a simple coat for it on the spot.

Once the white cloth covering was draped over the horse, it gave the impression of someone wearing hemp mourning clothes to attend a funeral. Everyone's expressions turned strange.

Wen You smiled. "Grand Commander, this gift is certainly 'auspicious.'"

His words drew roaring laughter from the crowd. Everyone knew he meant the opposite.

"Meng Shanming refuses to admit he is old. Let's see if I