The warriors behind Yelv Guza glared angrily, seemingly about to draw their knives from their waists to fight.
General Jin just smiled while gently stroking his bushy beard.
Someone behind him laughed and said, "Back when the hostage was at the Northern Border, he even challenged the old student in a battle of wits. It should be no difficult task for him to compose a poem... hahaha..."
Everyone laughed loudly again.
The people behind Yelv Guza could barely contain themselves.
"Don't cause trouble," Yelv Guza whispered to stop them.
General Jin provoked a few more times, seeing Yelv Guza enduring shame with determination not to retaliate, reluctantly left with his men.
As they walked away, he tossed a remark, "I thought he would be tougher; wanted to challenge him to a life-and-death game."
"A defeated general dare come again?! Hahaha..."
