"Old Han, how can you say something like that?" The elderly man in the military uniform was astonished. He never expected that a man of Han Rongguang's status would dare to speak so bluntly.
"Why can't I? Old Liao, you know full well what your Liao faction is made of, so I'll leave it at that! I don't want to say too much, but for me right now, nothing is more important than escaping last place! On that basis, if anyone dares to sneer, use underhanded tactics, or even obstruct us, don't blame me for dropping all pretenses. The Liao Family may not care about the Northwest Military Region's reputation, but I, Han Rongguang, cannot!" Han Rongguang finished, his face grim and his tone as sharp as nails.
