"Chief, you should've seen the look on Li Bing's face, hahaha, it was like he'd swallowed shit. He actually got so pissed he tried to scare me with killing intent—heh, I'm not that easy to intimidate, so I just ignored him..."
Wang Jian had been in the Xuanqing Guard for years, but this was the first time he felt so exhilarated. He never imagined he'd have a day he could completely disregard a chief like that.
"You're ruthless, kid. Who'd have thought to sketch their faces together like that, mixing Wu Sanhe and Li Bing—you know, the blend actually ended up looking way more handsome than Li Bing. Hahaha..."
Shen Hao burst out laughing too. He'd been pent-up these days, finally getting to vent—time to collect a little interest?
As they chatted, Zhang Liao knocked and came in, saluted Shen Hao and Wang Jian, then pulled two orders from his coat and placed them on Shen Hao's desk.
