Cao Jie looked at Jiang Wang. "That's all?"
Jiang Wang nodded seriously. "That's all. Of course, this is only my personal impulse. If the country has other plans..."
"Fine." Cao Jie cut him off, saying casually, "I'll arrange it."
To be honest, before he spoke up, Jiang Wang hadn't expected things to be this easy.
He had only gotten to know Cao Jie recently. They were familiar enough, and Cao Jie treated him fairly warmly, but they weren't especially close.
He had thought he would at least get a scolding for lacking a sense of the bigger picture or something like that.
The reason he had weighed it over and over before finally bringing it up was that... if he missed this opportunity, he didn't know when he would be able to deal with Lin Zhengren.
Lin Zhengren's fearsome ability had been thoroughly demonstrated on the Martial Practice Platform over the past few days.
Compared to an opponent like Wang Yiwu, who single-mindedly pursued the peak of power and believed that might made right, Jiang Wang was more wary of an enemy like Lin Zhengren, who would stop at nothing.
To get Cao Jie's agreement and ensure he could face Lin Zhengren in the first round of the main competition, he had prepared several arguments.
But he hadn't even had the chance to use them.
Cao Jie had agreed with remarkable ease, without even asking why.
Jiang Wang bowed his head. "Thank you, General."
"Just one thing." Cao Jie smiled faintly. "You chose your own opponent. If you lose, don't blame me when I put you under military discipline."
Jiang Wang answered solemnly, "I will bear no resentment!"
Cao Jie raised his chin. "Go back and train."
Jiang Wang took his leave and headed for his room.
Watching him go,