General Jia was probably cursing endlessly in his mind right now.
Anger flared up from the pit of his stomach, and Jia Zhong yelled, "You people, quickly and let go of this general!"
Weren't they afraid that they would incur the wrath of the entire Shuntian Prefecture by attacking the general of Hupeng Battalion?
Qiao Mu scoffed. She mused: Even Geng Pengcheng, your prefecture lord of the Shuntian Prefecture, has dissipated into nothingness. What could a mere general of whatever Hupeng Battalion amount to?
"Let, let go, let go of me!" Qiao Mu produced a gleaming ice sword and pointed it sideways at Hupeng Battalion's General Jia Zhong, who was lying on the ground. "If you keep shouting I'll chop off your head to feed the dogs."
"Go ahead then, do it!"
"Little Junior Sister, he's provoking you."
