Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 219

The General’s Plaque is forged by the military and functions like a business card with the owner’s name, rank and position carved onto it. It was not just a symbol of the soldier’s identity, but also of their honor.

Wang Erzhu’s hands trembled when he held the plaque in both hands. The unique metal alloy felt rustic, yet awe-inspiring to the touch. An intimidating Qilin beast and the army’s official seal was carved on the front, while the back contained Chu Feng’s name, carved in deep and bold strokes. Below that, the words were framed by the engravings of two strands of golden wheat and four blinding, equally bright golden stars.

“Oh my god!” Wang Erzhu stumbled several steps back, nearly flinging the plaque away out of shock. As he spoke, his voice was shaky enough to go up a full octave in pitch, “A-A four-star general! H-He’s the God of War!”

Wang Erzhu was now completely pale and drenched in sweat; the young man he’d known was now a full-blown General, a fighter second to none in the entire nation. Chu Feng didn’t need aid from anyone at all, because he was his own benefactor! By the time Wang Erzhu finally looked up at Chu Feng’s retreating figure, his expression had become one of total respect.

Wang Erzhu’s incident was just a minor bump in the road and after the repeated apologies from Manager Wu and his crew, Chu Feng and Zhou Ying finally arrived home at Haitang Garden Mansion. When Zhou Ying met the cousins, Yun Muqing and Yun Muyu, and Duo Duo, who was doing homework at the side, she was a little scared and nervous. “H-Hi, everyone,” she said.

“Oh no, sis! Your husband has brought his mistress home!” Yun Muyu waved her hands about and made wild exaggerations, smearing Chu Feng’s name with glee. “That’s her! I saw Chu Feng buy her a dozen pieces of jewelry worth several million in total! Oh, the audacity of this man!” She rolled up her sleeves in the same excited manner. “What say you, sis? Shall he be punished by kneeling on thorny durians or the washboard? I’ll get either immediately.”

M-Mistress? Zhou Ying immediately flushed and Chu Feng’s face immediately looked awkward; this aunt of Duo Duo’s is a real handful.

“Scram! Off with you! How are you so childish at such a big age?” Yun Muqing gently shoved her hyperactive cousin aside and walked straight toward Zhou Ying with open arms, in a show of generosity as her hostess. “Hello. Zhou Ying, right? Chu Feng’s sister? I believe we’ve met.”