"Shao Zifeng, is it?"
Qin Zhenbei touched his nose, breaking the silence first.
Although he was known as 'the thickest-skinned in the military', being looked at this way by a junior still made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Shao Zifeng nodded: "General Qin."
"You know me?" Qin Zhenbei's hand paused on his nose, his expression one of surprise.
Among the twelve National Guardian Generals of Daxia, aside from Lu Anan, who became unexpectedly popular due to his youth and good looks, the next well-known was Li Tianwen, who had the Golden Pond Flood Dragon.
Including himself, the other ten generals were the kind with less conspicuous reputations.
Of course, this didn't mean no one knew them; it was just that their exposure was relatively low, but at the very least, military enthusiasts who were keen on military affairs would generally have an idea.
But as far as Qin Zhenbei knew about him, Shao Zifeng clearly wasn't a military enthusiast.
