Cheng Dazhuang had no interest in taking a bath; he wanted to sleep. Every day, the moment his head hit the bed, he would fall fast asleep, exhausted to the bone. He looked at Shiqi standing nearby. Clearly, they did the same amount of work each day, so why was the other man always so full of vigor?
Comparing their physiques, anyone with eyes would assume that the thin, frail-looking Shiqi could not possibly be stronger than him. Cheng Dazhuang was utterly baffled, never suspecting that true strength was not determined by bulk alone, but by technique and controlled power.
No matter how hard he racked his brain, he could never guess that the man standing before him was the legendary General Yuan of the Azure Dragon, who had joined the army at thirteen, decapitated an enemy general at fifteen, and was appointed Supreme Commander at twenty—a man who had never known defeat.
Chapter 135