"When are you ever going to fix that rash temper of yours?"
Back then, Lei Zheng was just a minor general under Yue Xiu.
Loyal, no doubt.
But sometimes, when handling matters, he was scatterbrained and careless. Later, when they stopped fighting wars, Yue Xiu assigned Lei Zheng to the Embroidered Uniform Guard—not just because of its power.
Actually, more so,
he wanted to use the Embroidered Uniform Guard as a place to temper Lei Zheng properly.
It's just that,
looking at the situation now, this so-called tempering really seems to have had no effect at all.
"I..."
Lei Zheng was left speechless for a moment.
Wait—I've been yapping at you all this time, not only did I fail to make you realize the seriousness of the problem, you turn around and complain about me being rash?
Is this really the time for that?
"General, this really is an urgent matter! That Patriarch from Lingdan City's Zhao family is honestly a Grandmaster Realm expert!"
