"How is he?"
Xiao Zeyu asked the military doctor. The military doctor quickly replied, "Young master, he won't die. He just lost a little too much blood."
"Alright, you may leave!"
Xiao Zeyu raised his hand to signal for him to leave. The Northern Barbarian Commander-in-chief saw Xiao Zeyu and Su Qing coming over and shouted, cursing at them.
Xiao Zeyu was proficient in the languages of several countries, so he could tell that he was scolding,
"What kind of heroes are you?"
Xiao Zeyu laughed coldly,
"Only one person is fighting with you. How can you bully me with numbers? You can't even defeat the commoners of our land, and you still have the cheek to shout here?"
Strictly speaking, Zhong Yong was not considered a general in the Xiao Family Army. He was just an ordinary citizen.
"I don't believe it. He's holding a weapon!"
