Looking at the distant Tang Zhong, everyone was deeply shocked in their hearts.
The achievements Tang Zhong made at around twenty years old could only be called a legend in their own twenties.
"Major General..." Jiang Nantian muttered this title, his mouth fumbling, "How is that possible, how is that possible?"
Jiang Nantian's pupils were wide open, disbelieving at the scene before him.
"These people must be fake!" Jiang Nantian comforted himself, but his gaze flickered over the vehicles and the soldiers.
The military plates on the vehicles were unique and irreplicable, and those soldiers, the red stars on their shoulders, were genuine, glimmering golden.
So, all of this was real.
In Jiang Nantian's eyes, his earlier luck gradually turned into fear.
If this was true, it meant Tang Zhong was a Major General. A Major General was not terrifying to the Jiang Family, but what was terrifying was his age; so young to have become a Major General.