Ruan Juhai's voice carried a calm coldness with an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Ma Huacheng and his group of generals couldn't help but feel like laughing. Is this a threat? Ridiculous, isn't it?
Only the deputy chief of staff, Jiang Ziyang, was secretly thrilled. Oh, veteran chief of staff, is this the signal to start?
Ma Huacheng was taken aback for a moment and then burst into laughter.
"Ruan Juhai, you're talking nonsense, aren't you? I'm sitting in my castle estate now, are you coming to besiege me?"
"Just relying on your Liangjia Chong, which is 180 kilometers away, and a mere thousand or so people, you think you can surround me?"
"My command headquarters is right here in the estate, and we're in the middle of a pre-war meeting. What are you going to use to besiege us? Your head, maybe?"
"Your people want to enter my defense zone, going through multiple checkpoints. Can they make it? I think you're mad for wanting to avenge your dead father-in-law's family!"
