The Northern Commandant Office.
People loved a spectacle by nature, and the Embroidered Uniform Guard was no exception. Besides, it happened to be the morning reporting hour. The moment word spread that Hundred-Household Commander Jia of the Celestial Pivot Office had challenged Hundred-Household Commander Nie of the Celestial Power Office, countless Flying Fish Uniforms flocked toward the Martial Arts Practice Ground.
This probably was not a provocation.
It was a scheme!
The office's youngest Hundred-Household Commander, with three golden threads on his shoulders and sleeves, had courage and ability. How could he be stupid or muddleheaded? Could he really not see the gulf between himself and the man ranked twelfth on the Dragon-Tiger Ranking?
Such brazen words had to conceal a plan.
Was he trying to establish his authority?
But once they came to blows, how would he bring things to a close?
Losing to Cold-Blooded Chasing Life was no disgrace, but after boasting so wildly, he could easily earn a reputation at the Embroidered Uniform Guard Office as a petty man intoxicated by success!
Jia Huan stood calmly in the Martial Arts Practice Ground.
Under everyone's watching eyes, Cold-Blooded Chasing Life strode swiftly over and said in a low voice:
"Whatever dirty tricks you have, don't hide them."
"Are you wielding power and borrowing influence to sling mud, or deliberately embarrassing me in public to establish your authority? We're both Hundred-Household Commanders. You aren't worthy of establishing your authority over me!"
Jia Huan's expression did not change as he replied evenly:
"Today, official rank has nothing to do with this. This is merely a sparring match between men on the Dragon-Tiger Ranking. Please hold nothing back."
The instant those words fell, shock crossed the faces of numerous Hundred-Household Commanders.
What gave him the confidence to utter such presumptuous words