Wang Baole's spirits were high. He was extremely excited. He spoke with great excitement, holding back his impulse to share everything with them. He waited for his three vice mayors to question him.
However… Kong Dao glanced at Wang Baole, sat down on a chair beside him, and grunted. Even though the tensions between himself and Wang Baole had lessened during this period, and even though he had a refreshed perception of Wang Baole, every time he remembered how his White Phoenix was constantly bullied by Wang Baole's donkey, he couldn't control his desire to fly into a rage.
The donkey was extremely fast, though. He had been able to catch up with it in the past, but now that it had grown even faster, he could only simmer in frustration. That wasn't all. What drove him mad was how his White Phoenix had gradually grown from its original resistant self to its current subservient attitude…
As a result, Kong Dao experienced mixed feelings every time he saw Wang Baole.
