"Someday, in the field of battle, I must compete with General Zhao. I will never again be a mere spectator as I am now."
Li Xin gazed at Zhao Feng, his eyes filled with fighting spirit and an unwillingness to concede.
It seemed.
This was akin to issuing a challenge to Zhao Feng.
Upon hearing these words,
Zhao Feng showed little reaction, but the trusted aides behind him all simultaneously looked at Li Xin, their eyes tinged with dissatisfaction.
"Very well."
"Then I shall await that day."
"However, for now, my time is short—let us part here."
"Until we meet again." Zhao Feng gave a faint smile and clasped his hands in salute to Li Xin.
"Safe travels, General Zhao." Li Xin made no attempt to detain him.
For him,
This visit was merely to see what the legendary Zhao Feng was like.
After all,
Among all the generals of Qin,
Li Xin considered himself no weaker than others.
He had once compared himself with Meng Tian and Wang Ben.
