"City Lord!"
The subordinates around all shouted anxiously, bowing all at once, "Please don't speak this way about yourself, Your Highness would not be pleased either if she heard, she genuinely respects you from the bottom of her heart."
Han Shuang stepped forward to Lin Qingfeng and kicked him again, "If you dare to make such remarks that stir up discord between the City Lord and Your Highness, I will kill you."
Lin Qingfeng also knew he had made a mistake and hung his head, saying nothing.
"Enough," Lin Cheng said, waving his hand impatiently, "Let's talk about that Fu Xing."
As he moved, a giant holographic screen appeared before them, with a photo of Fu Xing in the most prominent position. It was a formal portrait of him in a Junior General's military uniform with a cap, standing poised and upright.
It was clearly taken at very formal occasions, if not at a promotion ceremony then some other important ceremony.
