"You seem to be somewhat displeased with me?"
Wen Yang tilted his head and asked amiably.
Gao Chiran hurriedly shook his head. "I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare! Your might is divine, General! Had I known you were the Tiger General who single-handedly subdued the Murong, how could I have dared show you disrespect?"
Only then did a smile appear on Wen Yang's face.
He had been ordered to escort Gao Chiran to Goguryeo.
Yang Hu had used this man to thoroughly "extort" Goguryeo. After establishing correspondence with the king of Goguryeo, the king had expressed remorse for his younger brother's misconduct and offered to send goods to atone for the offense.
Yang Hu had then directly ordered Wen Yang to deliver the man.
Wen Yang was actually rather reluctant to hand over his military merit just like that, so he was in a foul mood and kept taking it out on Gao Chiran.
Yet Gao Chiran did not dare resist at all. The gulf between them was simply too great for him even to muster the courage.
Wen Yang's name now resounded throughout the Northeast. Across Hebei and among the Hu people beyond it, legends about him circulated, growing increasingly outlandish until he had practically been fashioned into a god.
Only after hearing Gao Chiran's words did some of Wen Yang's displeasure fade.
Seeing that his words had worked, Gao Chiran continued, "General, to tell you the truth, I am considered a warrior in Goguryeo. In the past, I fought the savages of the Three Han, Eastern Ye, and elsewhere, and never once came off worse. I sent them fleeing at the mere sight of me. But against you, General, the difference... you are a celestial being!"
In fact, the people of Goguryeo were not Koreans. Their state had