General MU's face was tense as he conversed with them. He had a cold and serious attitude, which was in line with their solemn impression of old Chinese generals. Ruilin even turned around and whispered to mu Yuan.
"Your father is so majestic and powerful."
Mu Yuan could not bear to tell him that general mu was just an old cat, and an old cat with a bad temper.
Lehmann was very friendly and talkative this time. He kept chatting with general mu very enthusiastically. General mu was very patient and did not flare up with a black face. They actually chatted for more than 20 minutes before mu Yuan took his phone and avoided them.
"Not bad, old mu. You didn't blow it up, and you didn't curse either!"
“@#%￥%%%……”
Mu Yuan covered his ears. As expected, general mu scolded him in a local dialect. Mu Yuan was afraid that he would be hospitalized again due to high blood pressure, so he did not dare to talk back.
