Tang Shengyan narrowed his eyes and sized up Tang Fei.
He had ascended step-by-step from a simple soldier to such a prominent position, and clearly, it couldn't be attributed to martial prowess alone.
The Flame-Bathed Legion was one of the Empire's three ace armies, and it was only normal for a few Grandmasters to be at his command.
Even the Monitoring Bureau had its own offerings, so why not them, the bona fide soldiers who blockade the fierce enemies at the frontier and fight in bloodied battles?
Tang Shengyan was intelligent, and precisely because he was intelligent, he thought Tang Fei's actions were foolish.
How could a smart man act so senselessly?
There must be a demon when things stray from the norm.
Thus, he believed that Tang Fei must be hiding his true intentions.
"You want to take one punch from me?" Tang Shengyan asked aloud.
"Yes, I believe I've made myself clear," Tang Fei responded fearlessly.
