"Was Tudege captured?"
Shen Tang dashed over to Tu Rong.
Tu Rong instinctively puffed out his chest, pride and smugness practically spilling from his eyes. He was only a few words away from having "My lord, praise me! Teacher praised me too!" carved into his face. He'd unilaterally decided this was the crowning moment of his life: a young man with glorious victories to his name.
His name would go down in history. Future accounts of the Battle of the Northern Desert would surely include the name Tu Xianrong! The Tu family's ancestral graves really were sending up green smoke! Tu Rong even wanted to ask Five Elements Lack Virtue to write a story with him as the protagonist, about his heroic performance in the battle. Next time he visited the graves, he could burn it for his father and the others.
Tu Rong could barely keep the corners of his mouth from rising. It took all his effort not to grin from ear to ear. "Yes. To prevent him from taking his own life, I had my men bind him hand and foot. We're waiting for your orders."
He didn't bother lowering his voice.
Gong Cheng had naturally heard him too.
Gongshu Wu escorted Gong Cheng away, while Lin Feng brought "Tudege" over. The two groups passed each other. When Gong Cheng first heard that Tudege had been captured alive, he was a little startled. But when he saw the "Tudege" being brought before them, all he felt was bewilderment.
Reduced to a prisoner, "Tudege" had lost all his imposing air.
When "Tudege" saw Gong Cheng walking obediently behind Gongshu Wu, unbound, the numbness on his face gave way to a burst of fury. His hands were tied behind his back, but he jerked his shoulders and broke free