Chapter 702

Don't let his reputation for slaying enemies on the battlefield fool you; back home, he is nothing but a paper tiger, easily poked through. The General's residence was as quiet as ever. From a distance, the gatekeeper saw General Meng returning and immediately hobbled over to pull the door open, bowing respectfully. "General." He had once served as a soldier under General Meng. After his thigh was pierced by an arrow and failed to receive timely treatment, the leg was left half-crippled. Given his condition, he had no chance of returning to the battlefield, and with his relatives back home having already passed away, he had drifted through the world like duckweed, rootless and alone. Fortunately, General Meng had eventually taken him in.