'Call him General?'
Fan Jinhua froze in an instant. Behind him, Luo Wendeng, Tan An, and the others were all stunned as well.
'This attitude... doesn't seem very friendly, does it?'
Lu Chao glanced at Cheng Yunsu. The look they shared said it all: Fan Jinhua had been far too optimistic.
As the group stood there dumbfounded, Lei Zhen tilted his head again, staring at Fan Jinhua. "What's the matter? You're not willing?"
Fan Jinhua's smile slowly vanished...
He took a deep breath and cupped his fists. "Fan Jinhua greets General Lei."
Then, glancing at the dozens of longspears surrounding them, he asked, "General Lei, could you perhaps have your men lower their weapons?"
A faint smirk touched the corner of his lips...
From his fiery warhorse, Lei Zhen looked down and said, "I'm afraid not. Master Fan, I naturally trust you, but I don't know the people behind you. We have to be careful. There could be assassins."
