Currently in Yan, even including the Desert Barbarians and the Qian State, there were only two individuals who dared to humiliate the Earl of North Border in such a manner.
One was the Yan Emperor, the sovereign who grew up fighting with Li Liangting over chicken legs since childhood. The other was Tian Wujing.
Although Tian Wujing was a bit younger, Li Liangting respected this Southern Marquis, who was his equal in renown. At the very least, they could sit at the same table, drink wine, converse, and even jest with each other.
The Earl of North Border felt as though he had been swinging his shovel for half a day, trying to undermine another's foundation, shovelful after shovelful. Finally, he broke through, only to dig up the earth and find his own old face staring back at him!
"'Your subordinate knows his mistake! Your subordinate will not dare to do so again!'"
Zheng Fan knelt on the ground, hands by his sides, speaking with utmost sincerity.
