Upon hearing Zhao Feng's words.
Wang Jian's expression revealed a trace of strangeness.
After all, Zhao Feng's abrupt remarks seemed out of place at this moment.
"If you have something to say, say it," Wang Jian looked at Zhao Feng with a slight smile.
Zhao Feng lifted his head, his gaze forthright, and declared loudly: "I, your subordinate, and the Senior General's daughter, Wang Yan, are mutually devoted. I beg you, Senior General, to fulfill us."
As soon as these words fell.
The smile on Wang Jian's face instantly vanished, replaced by a stormy and grim expression.
"What did you say?" Wang Jian's voice grew low as he stared intently at Zhao Feng.
"I and Wang Yan are mutually devoted. I beg you, Senior General, to fulfill us," Zhao Feng spoke again.
Wang Jian gazed deeply.
It lasted for quite a while.
Zhao Feng's eyes remained candid, with not a hint of fear.
As a man, this was something he must face.
After a long moment.
