There Was Actually a Small Fan

His almost taciturn words caused the entire banquet hall to fall silent before it exploded.

Perhaps not many soldiers had heard of Mo Chen, but they had definitely heard of the story of the 'Lone Eagle' during their military careers.

With his military rank and prestige, no one present could surpass this young genius.

Ten years had passed, and the young genius had grown into a true lone eagle.

He used to be so low-key that he did not stand out, but now, he was the center of attention wherever he stood. He was truly a favored son of heaven.

The aura around him, even when he was beside Zhang Feng, had a faint suppressive stance. It was tough and resolute.

Zhang Feng waved his hand to stop the discussion and berated, "A bunch of blind people. Hurry up and invite Sister-in-law over."