Chang Yue felt somewhat uneasy, as if all the glory had been taken by General Cheng.
Old Master Xie asked so much about General Cheng but didn't mention the master of his house; where did his master fall short?
If it weren't for the current enemy at the gates, he would have figured out a way to speak in detail with Old Master Xie.
Chang Yue took it upon himself to say that Cheng Yanzhao was a few years older: "Twenty-five or six! General Cheng rarely goes to the village, the last time he was in a hurry to enter because of the thread tassel matter from Xingzhou, and a few times before that it was just for meals." Older and can eat a lot.
Xie Shao Yuan smiled and said, "That's a good age."
Chang Yue hurriedly said, "My master is just twenty."
On the city wall, Cheng Yanzhao, who was watching the enemy army intently, felt a chill down his spine, as if someone was behind him blowing cold air.
