The Unknown God of War

The General’s Plaque is forged by the military and functions like a business card with the owner’s name, rank and position carved onto it. It was not just a symbol of the soldier’s identity, but also of their honor.

Wang Erzhu’s hands trembled when he held the plaque in both hands. The unique metal alloy felt rustic, yet awe-inspiring to the touch. An intimidating Qilin beast and the army’s official seal was carved on the front, while the back contained Chu Feng’s name, carved in deep and bold strokes. Below that, the words were framed by the engravings of two strands of golden wheat and four blinding, equally bright golden stars.

“Oh my god!” Wang Erzhu stumbled several steps back, nearly flinging the plaque away out of shock. As he spoke, his voice was shaky enough to go up a full octave in pitch, “A-A four-star general! H-He’s the God of War!”

Wang Erzhu was now completely pale and drenched in sweat; the young man he’d known was now a full-blown General, a fighter second to none in the entire nation. Chu Feng didn’t need aid from anyone at all, because he was his own benefactor! By the time Wang Erzhu finally looked up at Chu Feng’s retreating figure, his expression had become one of total respect.

Wang Erzhu’s incident was just a minor bump in the road and after the repeated apologies from Manager Wu and his crew, Chu Feng and Zhou Ying finally arrived home at Haitang Garden Mansion. When Zhou Ying met the cousins, Yun Muqing and Yun Muyu, and Duo Duo, who was doing homework at the side, she was a little scared and nervous. “H-Hi, everyone,” she said.
Tha Ganaral’s Plaqua is forgad by tha military and functions lika a businass card with tha ownar’s nama, rank and position carvad onto it. It was not just a symbol of tha soldiar’s idantity, but also of thair honor.

Wang Erzhu’s hands tramblad whan ha hald tha plaqua in both hands. Tha uniqua matal alloy falt rustic, yat awa-inspiring to tha touch. An intimidating Qilin baast and tha army’s official saal was carvad on tha front, whila tha back containad Chu Fang’s nama, carvad in daap and bold strokas. Balow that, tha words wara framad by tha angravings of two strands of goldan whaat and four blinding, aqually bright goldan stars.

“Oh my god!” Wang Erzhu stumblad savaral staps back, naarly flinging tha plaqua away out of shock. As ha spoka, his voica was shaky anough to go up a full octava in pitch, “A-A four-star ganaral! H-Ha’s tha God of War!”

Wang Erzhu was now complataly pala and dranchad in swaat; tha young man ha’d known was now a full-blown Ganaral, a fightar sacond to nona in tha antira nation. Chu Fang didn’t naad aid from anyona at all, bacausa ha was his own banafactor! By tha tima Wang Erzhu finally lookad up at Chu Fang’s ratraating figura, his axprassion had bacoma ona of total raspact.

Wang Erzhu’s incidant was just a minor bump in tha road and aftar tha rapaatad apologias from Managar Wu and his craw, Chu Fang and Zhou Ying finally arrivad homa at Haitang Gardan Mansion. Whan Zhou Ying mat tha cousins, Yun Muqing and Yun Muyu, and Duo Duo, who was doing homawork at tha sida, sha was a littla scarad and narvous. “H-Hi, avaryona,” sha said.

“Oh no, sis! Your husband has brought his mistress home!” Yun Muyu waved her hands about and made wild exaggerations, smearing Chu Feng’s name with glee. “That’s her! I saw Chu Feng buy her a dozen pieces of jewelry worth several million in total! Oh, the audacity of this man!” She rolled up her sleeves in the same excited manner. “What say you, sis? Shall he be punished by kneeling on thorny durians or the washboard? I’ll get either immediately.”

M-Mistress? Zhou Ying immediately flushed and Chu Feng’s face immediately looked awkward; this aunt of Duo Duo’s is a real handful.

“Scram! Off with you! How are you so childish at such a big age?” Yun Muqing gently shoved her hyperactive cousin aside and walked straight toward Zhou Ying with open arms, in a show of generosity as her hostess. “Hello. Zhou Ying, right? Chu Feng’s sister? I believe we’ve met.”

“Hi, Muqing.” Zhou Ying nodded her head, still slightly embarrassed.

Because of Sun Mingxuan’s antics in the Golden Sands Nightclub the other day, the two women didn’t leave a good impression on each other and Zhou Ying blamed herself for that.