"Ye Lingyue, you truly do not know whether to live or die, do you realize there will be no good days after offending the Dan Palace of Daxia?" Hong Fang, seeing Ye Lingyue daring to extort the Dan Palace, was so angry his face turned red and his ears grew hot.
"Why should I not dare? Hong Fang, as the Western Expedition General, you have truly disgraced the face of Daxia. The beast chaos has yet to be quelled, with countless villagers and soldiers injured and killed. What have you done, with just ten taels of funeral expenses for each villager, and fifty taels for each soldier? If the deceased were your own family and children, would you accept that? I almost forgot, General Hong doesn't care about these things—your heart only thinks of yourself," Ye Lingyue mocked coldly and sarcastically.
"Ye Lingyue, you are too presumptuous!" Hong Fang grabbed Ye Lingyue's garment in a fit of rage.
