Zhang Chen glanced at Zhang Xiaohua, who was drinking tea. Upon seeing him, Zhang Xiaohua displayed a fake smile.
He then looked at Liu Feng nearby. Liu Feng waved at Zhang Chen, his voice full of joy, "Zhang Chen, come over quickly. I have something good to tell you."
Zhang Chen saluted, "Greetings, Observatory Master."
"No need for formalities, have a seat," Liu Feng said with a beaming smile.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen sat down and turned his gaze to Liu Feng, pondering quietly, "Could it be that Liu Feng has persuaded Zhang Xiaohua? That shouldn't be! Zhang Xiaohua shouldn't give Liu Feng any face. Zhang Xiaohua wishes he could skin me and pull my muscles, crushing me to death. How could he be sitting here cheerfully drinking tea?"
