"Whoa, what the hell?"
Lu Feng was dumbfounded, looking at the orderly lineup and enthusiastic smiles in front of him, he couldn't help but be taken aback. If it weren't for the wrong occasion and atmosphere, he instinctively wanted to wave his hand to switch them out...
Having been a tool for so long, suddenly turning into the master brought a kind of indescribable pleasure.
Forgetting the hardships and bitterness of the past, Lu Feng grinned, suddenly wanting to mimic the navy and pull out a spirit injector stick to boost morale.
"Hey, not bad, not bad at all, keep up the good work!" Lu Feng patted the shoulders of the cattle and horses, overjoyed.
From head to tail, and tail to head, he enjoyed it thoroughly.
Is this what it's like to be the boss?
I love it!
However, as they brushed past each other, Slan in the crowd, who was originally unfazed, couldn't help but pause, his body instinctively tensed as he looked at Lu Feng's arm.
To be precise, at the tattoo.
