"Afraid of dying..."
They believed that anyone in the world could be afraid of death, but definitely not Fang Jueyu. If he feared death, would he still take the risk of passing through this war-torn zone?
"Old Fang, I'm getting more curious about your family background!" Shao Zhou eyed Fang Jueyu like he was some kind of creature.
Publishing high-level articles and winning a Grammy award might be explained by personal talent, but commanding such a massive squadron of fighter jets to escort them, that was something not everyone could do.
They had also witnessed that military exercise, and they knew very well that the Fang Jueyu standing before them, who had been their classmate for three years, was already the youngest general in Huaxia. He had even created an astonishing Mobile Soldier unit that awed the entire world.
But even with such an identity, could he possibly command the African forces?
"Oh, this squadron was sent by the Marquis family from Africa."
