"How rude!" Chen Yang said flatly. "Everyone present here is a prominent figure in Lingjin City. Startling them would be a serious matter. Besides, you're a Third Rank Military General. Don't you care about your reputation?"
"Everything must be done with reason, after all!"
His words were dripping with sarcasm. Though he used no vulgarities, they cut to the bone, making many in the crowd roll their eyes.
Yang Hu forced a smile. "You're right, Boss."
"A Third Rank Military General, Su Huai'an?" Chen Yang finally turned to face him. "I hear that since you returned, you've been accepting gifts, attending banquets, and even had an eight-vehicle motorcade clearing the way for you on the street? Forget your rank; even those Eighth Rank Military Generals probably don't put on such airs, do they?"
Su Huai'an's expression darkened as he snorted with contempt. "What business is it of yours? I, Su Huai'an, have returned to my hometown, and the people admire me. Is that not allowed?"
