In his excitement, Wang Nan angrily tore off his military armor, and the little eunuch guarding under the eaves was shocked.
The servant said helplessly, "General, what are you doing?!"
The little eunuch was sweating profusely and didn't understand why Wang Nan had suddenly started to take off his clothes. This was considered disrespectful.
Wang Nan unbuttoned his battle robe, revealing his dark and strong upper body.
The young eunuch couldn't help but gasp. He saw that Wang Nan's chest, shoulders, waist, back, and even arms were covered in bulging scars. Some were old injuries, and some were new scars. There were at least dozens of them, big and small. It was a shocking sight.
It was obvious that the scars on Wang Nan's body were a meritorious contribution he had made from killing mountains of corpses and seas of blood on the battlefield for decades.
The little eunuch shut his mouth and swallowed what he was about to say.
