Bang!
Huang Song pounded on the table with his fist, looking ferocious and enraged. He threw a bamboo page full of words onto the ground.
Feng Jue heard the loud bang from outside the tent. The soldier guarding the military tent bowed to him and lifted the curtain to let him enter.
"Bogao, what is it that made you this angry?" Feng Yu entered the tent and discovered with his sharp eyes that there was a crack on the table that Huang Song pounded. Growing doubtful on the inside, he asked Huang Song with concern, "The messenger called for me just now, saying that you have something urgent."
Feng Jue's gentle voice brought Huang Song's rationality back. Huang Song took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress the surging rage in his heart.
Huang Song pointed at the scattered bamboo slip on the ground with a murderous look in his eyes, as if he was staring at the enemy who killed his father.