Regimental Commander?
The Regimental Commander of the Jiangcheng Garrison Regiment?!
Everyone froze and looked at one another, their faces showing the same expression—utter bewilderment.
That was it?
They had imagined countless possibilities.
If Elder Xu had come to welcome him in person, then even if he wasn't a founding hero of Elder Xu's stature, he had to be the commander of a theater or an army commander, right?
But instead?
He was just a lowly Regimental Commander?
And the Regimental Commander of some obscure local garrison regiment, at that?
What kind of hero was that?
What a letdown!
After a brief stunned silence, Xu Yaoyang was the first to lose control. He burst out laughing.
He had tried to hold it in, but he couldn't.
It was too funny!
He had been scared out of his wits, worried that Yue Xiaofei's grandfather was some untouchable big shot.
And after all that, he was just a Regimental Commander?
To ordinary people, a Regimental Commander might be an important official.
But here today, at Dragon Spring Manor, before a hall full of generals...
A Regimental Commander didn't mean a damn thing!
Forget Regimental Commanders—even division commanders and army commanders were minor figures here today!
The lowest-ranked people allowed into Pine Crane Hall were major generals!
A Regimental Commander would be a colonel at best. He wasn't even qualified to enter Pine Crane Hall!
"Hahaha... So he was a Regimental Commander..."
Xu Yaoyang laughed and slapped his thigh, tears nearly spilling from his eyes.
He felt as though he were watching the best comedy of the year.
Twist after twist after twist!
What a rush!
The huge weight on his chest finally lifted completely.
He even felt a little giddy.
Just a Regimental Commander's grandson!
Why the hell should he be afraid?
Even