"I am justice itself..." When Duke Tang uttered these words, his tone was casual, but to Zhao Douan's ears, they distinctly showed the overbearing authority of an experienced border official and battle-hardened "nobleman."
So aggressive? Not giving any face to Cao Mao, who's also a duke?
Could the two have a grudge? Zhao Douan was stunned.
Of course, he wouldn't be so arrogant as to think that such a noble duke would offend another to please him, all due to a conflict involving his daughter...
So, it could only mean that the two must have had their problems in the past.
"Duke Tang..." Cao Kedi's face changed, but this time he dared not show his anger, his hand, which had been resting on the hilt of his sword, had long since dropped.
Zhao Douan's persona was naturally arrogant and overbearing, he did not care about verbally offending a duke; after all, he followed the "lone official" path.
But Cao Kedi did not have the courage to tear his face off with Duke Tang directly.
