"Dead pigs aren't afraid of boiling water, and too many lice won't bite."
Hmm, how could such thoughts arise?
Shen Wuxiang quickly expelled these negative emotions from his mind.
As the Commander of the Three Armies and the (false) ruler of a nation, he must always maintain a calm and steady psychological state, and possess the Qi Cultivation Skills to remain unfazed even if Mount Tai collapses right in front of him.
Frequent outbursts such as smashing teacups and smashing bowls and chopsticks would make the outside world think he couldn't manage the situation...
Thus, before Mo Wu entered, Shen Wuxiang's office had already been cleaned spotlessly by cleaning robots, as if nothing had happened.
"Military Minister, Mr. Mo has arrived."
"Invite him in."
Mo Wu held Shen Wuxiang in high esteem and deeply bowed upon meeting him, "It's a pleasure to meet the Military Minister."
"Dean Mo, no need for formalities, please have a seat," Shen Wuxiang responded warmly.
