“Sigh... Unfortunately, such a good and competent person like Commander Huang-Gum-He has to stay here. If I could get someone like Master Huang-Gum-He to be my colleague, then... it would be very nice.”
“Young Master, you're praising me too much. I'm just an incompetent ex-commander, not as talented as Young Master said,” Huang-Gum-He immediately refused after hearing Zheng-Fu's words of admiration.
“Master Huang-Gum-He is too humble. If a person like you is called the incompetent one, what are we going to call this fat City Governor?” Zheng-Fu immediately spoke up, referring to the fat City Governor, ignoring that he was also standing there.
“You!!!”
Zheng-Fu's words were even worse than slapping his face. It was as violent and embarrassing as stepping on his face with a foot. He was a City Governor who was revered, but now he was only treated like a worthless one.