Chapter 777 Retreat

• In front of him stood the Dragon Soul, the God of War. Judging by his age and appearance, he should be the same age as his son, but just by looking at his aura and demeanor, it's simply incomparable!
• Wu Zhengguo took a deep breath, his gaze trembling. "My son has offended you; why do you have the right to kill him?"
• Chu Feng looked down on him, fearless. "As the commander-in-chief, he is incompetent and indulges in luxury and extravagance. He has caused chaos and discontent among the troops. Shouldn't he be held accountable?"