As soon as Zhou Songquan spoke, everyone turned to look at Chen Yang, their expressions quite the sight.
"It's him!" Zhou Yingqiang pointed at Chen Yang. "Not only did he severely injure Songyang, but he also spouted arrogant nonsense, telling me to find anyone I wanted to spar with him. He showed no regard for you as a Sixth Grade Military General at all!"
"Oh? That arrogant?" Zhou Songquan gave Chen Yang a surprised look. "May I ask what you do for a living?"
Chen Yang met his gaze and said flatly, "I work at the same company as Yufei now."
"I remember Yufei's company is in... medicine sales, wasn't it?" Zhou Songquan feigned contemplation, deliberately emphasizing "medicine sales."
PFFT!
Someone couldn't help but laugh out loud.
They were all young men. One had already reached the prestigious position of a Sixth Grade Military General in the Martial Department, while the other sold medicine. The comparison was as vast as heaven and earth, a laughable, ironic contrast.
