"Hmm."
Feng Shan blinked, then responded expressionlessly.
Wu Ge's heart sank violently.
Feng Shan was actually that wolf cub.
"So, Prince Brother, you and Father have both misjudged me. I'm not a kind-hearted person. Just wait, I will arrange a meeting between you and Father."
He bent over, patted Wu Ge's head, and then said with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
For some reason, a chill traveled up Wu Ge's spine.
He felt that the "meeting" Feng Shan mentioned definitely wouldn't be anything good.
But he simply couldn't resist now.
All he could do was to stare at Feng Shan with eyes both fearful and resentful.
"Take him away."
"Yes."
Suddenly, at this moment, a shadow appeared behind Feng Shan.
He turned his head, only to see Yan Lin and Shi Jing standing behind him.
It was them...
Shi Jing's gaze unconsciously shifted away.
His mood... somewhat gloomy.
"Nan Xu has run away again. It would trouble General Shi to help catch him."
