Hearing the way this group of people addressed Yang Yifeng, everyone present, including Zhang Laizi, Zhang Lei, Zhang Zhen, Xiao Die, as well as Yumo's maternal aunt and sister-in-law, were all shocked beyond measure.
A General?
How could that be possible!
Among Huaxia's military ranks, General was the highest, and now in this era of peace, where would one find enough military exploits to be promoted to General? Besides, which General in history wasn't known for campaigns spanning thousands of miles, with outstanding military achievements? Weren't all of them grizzled and aged, their spirits as if wind-worn chimes? Did Yang Yifeng even look twenty years old? A twenty-year-old General? Who were they kidding?
Some people still harbored a hope against hope, thinking this was complete nonsense, but soon, a thick sense of despair emerged in their eyes.