"Page..."

shouted softly, but suddenly changed his voice as if to wake up. "Major General, I want to talk to you about Mu Chudi."

The three words of Mu Chudi made Huo Miao stop his impulse to hang up the phone.

"What's the matter?"

as cool as ever.

Song Weiqing held his cell phone tightly and advised himself to be calm.

If she hadn't witnessed his gentleness towards Mu Chudi, maybe she would not have felt Huo Mu's indifference.

After all, in her eyes, Homer is a man in a temple, and she only worships him.

Nevertheless, having seen him walk down the altar for the sake of Mu Chudi,...