The Republic of China: A Letter of Appointment Creates the Most Powerful Warlord

"Old Lu, why would your son pick on Zhang Ye when there are so many people he can mess with?"

At nine o'clock in the morning, outside the Independence Army camp, Cao Zheng was dissatisfied and complained in a very resistant manner.

"Our two factions don't get along to begin with, and now you're asking me to go along and intercede, that's really putting me in a difficult position!"

"Lao Cao, it's meaningless for you to say this now!"

Lu Yongxiang, who was already very irritable, became furious after hearing his endless chatter and retorted without any hesitation.

"When I joined the Feng Clan, Commander Cao Xin said that from now on we're all family. Now my son has been detained by Zhang Ye, and I asked you to come over and help. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Are you xenophobic? You don't treat me, Old Lu, as one of your own!?"

"You're such a fucking bullshit! If I don't treat you as one of my own, would I give you the entire Zhijiang Province?"

Cao Zheng was almost pissed to death by him, staring with eyes wide open and a face full of resentment.

This bastard is really bad at nothing and is always the troublemaker.

When fighting against the Independence Army, he was the main force of Feng's faction. The two sides fought fiercely for more than a month, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Now, as soon as he arrived in Shanghai, this bastard came to his door and insisted on dragging him along to plead for mercy.

What the hell, he doesn't even use his brain to think carefully about whether it is really appropriate for him to go there!

"Hey, why don't you look for Xu Zhenlin? He went to Shanghai yesterday afternoon with Jiang Xiansheng from the Fujian government."

Cao Zheng asked with a sneer, and stabbed him in the chest again without him noticing.

"You two are old friends. He still has some friendship with Zhang Ye. Maybe he can let your son go for the sake of their past friendship."

"If you can speak, then speak. If you can't speak, then shut up!"

Lu Yongxiang's face turned red from being choked, and he was a little angry and embarrassed, and shouted angrily.

This bastard is really talking about nothing. He has already clearly defected from the Duan faction and is too busy hiding from the other party. If he goes to ask for help at this time, he really doesn't know who to slap in the face.

No wonder we lost the last battle with the Independence Army. With such an idiot in command, it would be strange if we weren't defeated!

"Alright, alright, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you anymore. Hurry up. This is the only way to make a difference, whether you live or die. I won't come back whether you release me or not."

Cao Zheng kept muttering to himself, and even after getting off the car, he did not forget to remind him.

"Think it over carefully, don't agree to every condition. If Big Brother blames you later, it won't be my fault."

"It's none of your business, I'll take care of it myself, okay?"

Lu Yongxiang glared at him angrily, venting his inner dissatisfaction.

Bastards, there is no good person in Feng faction. They say all the good things when they come, but after they really come in, no one is willing to help!

What a fucking fuck!

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About ten minutes later, the atmosphere in the spacious and elegant reception room became exceptionally peaceful.

Zhang Ye and Old Zhang sat opposite each other, each holding an exquisite tea bowl in their hands. They first gently blew away the hot steam on the surface of the tea, then slowly put their lips close to the edge of the bowl, making a "slurp" sound, and savored the cup of hot and fragrant tea to their heart's content.

On the other hand, Lu Yongxiang and Cao Zheng were a little reserved. As soon as they arrived at the door, they hurried to greet people.

"Two Marshals, it's such a coincidence that we all met here today."

"Hahaha, second brother, long time no see, how are you doing recently?"

Old Zhang had met Cao Zheng several times and knew his relationship with Cao Xin, so there was nothing wrong with him speaking first on this occasion.

"Thank you for your concern, brother. I'm doing well. I enjoy eating and living a comfortable life."

When Cao Zheng saw Zhang Zuolin, his tense mood relaxed a little and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

He was afraid of facing Zhang Ye alone. None of them had met before, and there had been some friction between them before. If there was any stumbling block during the conversation, it would be difficult to resolve.

"This must be Marshal Zhang Yezhang. I've heard of your name for a long time, but unfortunately I've never had the chance to meet you."

Cao Zheng changed the subject and took the initiative to greet Zhang Ye who was sitting in the main seat.

"Today I have seen him, and he is indeed just as the legend says, a rare talent, with an extraordinary bearing!"

"Haha, Commander Cao, I'm just an ordinary person. There's nothing extraordinary about me."

Zhang Ye chuckled and responded perfunctorily.

He knew who the person in front of him was. Although he had never seen him in real life, people from the intelligence department had sent him photos.

As the cousin of the head of the Feng family, he is qualified to enter Zhang Ye's sight.

"The person next to you is General Lu Yongxiang, right?"

Lu Yongxiang, who had not had the chance to say anything, felt his heart tighten when he heard Zhang Ye calling his name. He straightened his body unconsciously and smiled awkwardly.

"Hello, Marshal Zhang. I'm Lu Yongxiang. I heard my son got into some trouble, so I came here to apologize!"

At this moment, if we were to choose the most aggrieved person in the audience, it would undoubtedly be Lu Yongxiang.

At this time last year, Zhang Ye was just an unknown county magistrate under the jurisdiction of the Duan faction, and his military rank was only major. Such a person was not even qualified to polish his shoes.

However, time has changed, and in just one year, everything has changed dramatically.

The Duan faction, which was once powerful and influential, has now collapsed. Lu Yongxiang himself has also been reduced from a respected and high-ranking warlord to a fawning lackey under the Feng faction.

On the other hand, Zhang Ye rose rapidly like a dazzling new star, making rapid progress. Not only did he successfully get rid of his humble status of being dependent on others, but he also successfully ascended to the throne of the leader of the independence army, commanding a powerful army of up to 400,000 people, becoming an existence that Lu Yongxiang could only look up to.

This huge psychological gap is really difficult to describe accurately in any words, so much so that Lu Yongxiang looks a little listless, always with his head down, his face full of frustration and dejection.

"It's not really an apology, and it's not a big deal. There's no need to take it so seriously."

Zhang Ye looked calm and composed, gently waving his hand and greeting.

"Shanzi, serve tea to the two CEOs. Please take your seats!"

"Please come in, two bosses!"

Lu Shan walked forward with a smile and personally arranged seats for them.

Seeing that the opening was so smooth and their side did not encounter any ridicule or difficulties, Cao and Lu looked at each other and both breathed a sigh of relief.

They thought that Zhang Ye would take advantage of this opportunity to make things difficult for the two of them and show their power.

However, judging from the current conversation, the other party did not seem to have that intention. Both his expression and tone were extremely humble, giving them enough face.

This result was indeed beyond their expectations.