If anyone had a deep impression of the divine might of Great Qi's Marquis of Wu'an, aside from the Southern Xia people, it would be the Liang people.
Back then, when cavalry trampled across several prefectures of Great Xia, when two Divine Presence cultivators fought six, when the Marquis of Northern Township, Shang Yanhu, was slain and Calamity Water subdued—it had all happened right under the Liang people's noses!
If not for the Qi people marching south, what right did they have to occupy Jinan Prefecture? If the Xia Kingdom had not already been destroyed and its king captured, they ought to have been burning incense in gratitude.
No matter how they propagandized to those below, Liang imperial scions like Kang Wenhao had to know the truth in their hearts.
After the carriage had traveled quite some distance, Chu Yao could not help asking, "Master, why wouldn't you see that general just now? His expression looked awful."
"I have a view to share with you, as your master. Whether it is right or wrong, you may judge for yourself—when we are in private, as long as we do not harm others, we may do as we please. But when we are out in the world, representing our country, we must mind our status in both word and deed."
Jiang Wang's voice came from within the carriage. "If Huang Deyi himself had come today, your master could have met him. He is quite old, after all, and we may as well respect our elders. As for everyone else—this deputy general or that assistant general—there is no need to pay them any heed. If I met every stray cat and dog that came along, would I not lose my bearing for nothing?"
Chu Yao nodded in hazy understanding. "Master, I understand."
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