Liu Changjun was covered by wounds. When he laughed, he felt pain. However, he was still laughing while he was moaning. "God damn it. Wan… You are genius! Hahahahaha… Ouch… It hurts… Hahaha…"
Wan Zhenghao looked around. He was stunned and then understood what they were laughing for. He was a bit embarrassed, but he had gotten used to it long ago. He had been living like this for thousands of years after all. It was painful but normal to him. He laughed too. While he was laughing, he pointed at Ning Biluo with his fat finger, "Who's this…"
Ning Biluo laughed wildly too. He didn't seem like an assassin at all right now.
Wan Zhenghao thought that he must be a man Monarch Feng and Liu Changjun just recruited. That was normal. So he talked like he was the boss.
He acted like Ning Biluo was a new guy coming to see him.
[Hmm. I am Boss Wan.]
"This is Lord Ning!" Liu Changjun introduced seriously.
Wan Zhenghao nodded. [Hmm? Lord Ning?
