Fang Sheng Lin rubbed his chest as he walked inside, muttering in a low voice, "It feels really strange…"
"Do you feel sudden faint pain?" Song Yun Xiang asked.
"Ah?" Fang Sheng Lin almost jumped up when he saw Song Yun Xiang rarely stood up not far from him. The few times he came here, Song Yun Xiang would definitely lie down on the special chair made specifically for him.
This made those who came here felt that Song Yun Xiang was really lazy.
But Song Yun Xiang didn't care too much about what these people were thinking. He was basically a prisoner who turned into Fei Yang Kingdom's side and would fight on the frontline in the future.
But before he could be reused by Fei Yang Kingdom, they had to be reassured about him.
So far, they trusted General Ning more than him.
Song Yun Xiang also felt helpless about this.
"Yes… I did." Fang Sheng Lin looked at Song Yun Xiang suspiciously. "Why?"
