To be honest, that slap left him a bit stunned.
He was someone of this position, so who was the other person?
How dare they hit him like that?
Moreover, Chen Ping's expression hadn't changed at all, as if Jiang Cheng hitting him wasn't a serious matter.
"You..."
Just as Feng Liwei pointed his hand at Jiang Cheng, the next second, Jiang Cheng slapped his hand away.
The force was heavy enough to make the other party stagger.
"What are you? Don't point your finger when speaking to me. I'm afraid your hand can't bear the weight of that action."
Seeing Jiang Cheng act again.
Feng Liwei was conflicted about whether he should fight back.
This person doesn't follow the rules.
He and Chen Ping had been confronting each other for so many years, and the most they ever did was cause trouble for one another.
Who would dare to strike someone?
Seeing the surrounding people look their way, Feng Liwei stiffened his neck and said, "How dare you strike me? Do you know what the consequences are for attacking me??"
Jiang Cheng raised his voice, carrying the characteristic nonchalance of a wealthy second-generation heir, "Consequences? I'd like to find out."
After speaking, he slightly raised his wrist, grabbed Feng Liwei's wrist, and squeezed his knuckles hard, hearing a soft "crack."
Zhao Anning's heart skipped a beat.
His eyes were redder with anxiety, and he leaned forward, speaking in an almost pleading tone: "Xiao Cheng, please let go! I beg you, don't make a scene, it's not worth it! I just won't work here anymore."
He had lived his life cautiously and had never witnessed such a tense situation. He was even more afraid that Jiang Cheng would get into trouble for "striking an officer" because of him.
Feng Liwei immediately grimaced in pain, and cold sweat instantly broke out.
The figure in the corner couldn't help but move slightly after seeing that slap.
Now, seeing Jiang Cheng twisting his fingers downwards, the other person's brow twitched again.
A smile also involuntarily curled up at the corner of their mouth.
"You dare to strike me?! You've gone rogue!" Feng Liwei looked at Jiang Cheng in disbelief.
"So what if I struck you? Go ahead and show me the consequences." Jiang Cheng's eyes grew colder, and he increased the force in his hand by a few points.
Feng Liwei was startled and enraged, veins throbbing on his forehead from the pain: "Let me go?"
As he spoke, he clenched his fist and swung it toward Jiang Cheng's chest.
But before his fist could even touch the edge of Jiang Cheng's clothes, Chen Ping suddenly blocked the way, deflecting the force with his arm.
He said in a deep voice, "Feng Liwei! Try touching him, and I'll assume you don't want to work here anymore."
Just as the two were about to reach a stalemate, the sound of military boots grinding against the floor suddenly came from the corner.
The sound wasn't fast, but it carried an imposing aura, instantly halting all activity in the kitchen.
The figure who had been lurking in the corner walked out.
The epaulets on the uniform were dazzling in the light.
Three gold stars adorned them.
His tone had no fluctuation, yet it carried undeniable authority.
"Feng Liwei, put your hands down."
As soon as the voice fell, Feng Liwei looked past Jiang Cheng at the man.
His face instantly turned pale, the hand clenched into a fist immediately loosened, and he stiffly straightened his back and saluted.
After Feng Liwei saluted, Chen Ping immediately followed suit and saluted the man.
Zhao Anning, who was standing nearby, also froze when he saw that face.
Wasn't this the face that frequently appeared in military news...
The highest-ranking officer he had ever met in his life was merely a Regimental Commander from his time in the military.
But the man standing before him... when his grandfather was still alive, this man was the spiritual benchmark for all soldiers.
With red eyes, Zhao Anning extended his left hand and respectfully offered a salute.
Seeing this, the man immediately walked toward Zhao Anning.
And saluted Zhao Anning in return.
He then spoke kindly, "Elder, there is no need to salute me."
Looking at the arrival, Jiang Cheng's brow twitched.
He smiled at the man: "Oh, this kitchen is quite lively. Why has everyone shown up?"
Hearing this, the man smiled.
"I just heard the sentry say that Chen Ping brought a young man over, and I guessed it was you. I wanted to come and see, but I didn't expect to witness this scene."
As soon as these words left his mouth, cold sweat trickled down Feng Liwei's collar, instantly soaking his back.
Why was this young man speaking to the General in such a casual manner?
Could it be that he wasn't just some ordinary rich young master??
His lips trembled, unable to formulate a single word of defense.
He could only watch helplessly as Jiang Cheng nodded and chatted casually with the General; his arrogant yet relaxed demeanor was completely different from the cold severity he had shown toward Feng Liwei moments earlier.
Actually, he didn't want to interfere in this kind of matter.
But Jiang Cheng had struck first, and if Feng Liwei had injured Jiang Cheng today.
A mutually destructive outcome wouldn't have anything to do with him.
However, Jiang Cheng's actions toward Zhao Anning just now truly moved him.
So he figured he might as well do the Jiang Family a favor while he was at it.
Anyway, for him, this was just something he could handle quickly in passing.
Even if he hadn't intervened, nothing would have happened to Jiang Cheng.
After all, Jiang Cheng's status was clearly established.
Even if he had broken Feng Liwei's leg today, no one would dare to do anything to him.
The coldness in Jiang Cheng's eyes dissipated slightly, and he followed up, "Exactly. I came to the military camp on business today, planning to find you once I was done. Who knew I'd run into this before I even moved?"
After speaking, he glanced up at Feng Liwei, who was still clutching his wrist, and said with a hint of helplessness, "I can't just watch someone bully others right in front of me and pretend I didn't see it, can I?"
Hearing this, the man followed his gaze and glanced at Feng Liwei, his expression instantly turning grim.
His tone was firm: "I heard everything that just happened. Rest assured, I will give you a proper explanation for this. We absolutely cannot allow an honest person to be wronged, nor can we allow certain individuals to corrupt the atmosphere here."
After a few more words, he immediately addressed Feng Liwei with a stern face: "Feng Liwei, is this place meant for you to harass colleagues and insult others? Or do you believe the powers behind you can protect your outrageous behavior?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Liwei's face turned instantly ashen, his previous arrogance vanishing completely, and his voice began to tremble: "General Zhang... I—I didn't mean to, I thought they were trespassing..."
"Trespassing?" The General interrupted him, glancing at Jiang Cheng, though his tone softened slightly, "Jiang Cheng was granted special permission by me to enter. What? Do you have an issue with that? Or are you saying you dare to question even my orders?"
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