Lei Zheng knew who was backing Wan Feiliang.
But even so, even if His Excellency the Eunuch himself came, it wouldn't faze Lei Zheng—it's not like he's the only one with connections.
"Y-yes, sir, I understand!"
Clenching his fists in frustration, Wan Feiliang still lowered his head obediently.
When it came to Lei Zheng, Wan Feiliang truly dared not harbor any schemes; in terms of strength, there was no comparing.
As for background.
Sure, he had His Excellency the Eunuch backing him, but the General of Border Defense behind Lei Zheng was hardly someone easily dealt with either.
In the end, Wan Feiliang could only vent this anger onto Ye Liuyun.
He turned and gave Ye Liuyun a fierce glare.
"..."
What a classic bully of the weak and coward before the strong.
Still, with just that look, Ye Liuyun only smiled, not taking it to heart at all.
"Talk about luck, we came back at just the right time."
Returning with Ye Liuyun, Si Nan couldn't help but sigh softly.
