Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

"Ahem -" Frey coughed, and immediately drew everyone's attention. The "meeting" of conversation with their eyes stopped suddenly, and everyone looked at his elite like before and felt that they had just been a little gaffe. Someone subconsciously rubbed their shoulders, some pulled the corners of their clothes and looked away. For a while, Frey had the illusion that he was the head teacher who suddenly stood in the back window of the classroom when he was studying at night.

Bah, baah, what a ghostly association...

While pulling back his divergent thinking quickly, he smiled slightly and said to a general at the table: "General Luxem, the marshal has something to ask you to go to the office." He was polite and refined. His eyes flashed on the other's surprised face, and his smile became more gentle.

"Do you know what?" Although the rank is much higher than Frey, everyone in the Marshal's Mansion understands that some people should be treated politely. The colonel had been behind the marshal for many years and was extremely trusted, so when he spoke, he could not help but be gentle.

While putting on his military cap, Lu Sen slightly adjusted the folds on his body, but he didn't know that all the other colleagues around him had already pricked their ears and held their breath.

"The marshal wants to recommend someone for you." He thought for a while, and the general went to the marshal's office to reveal the ghostly appearance just now, he still threw a brick in advance.

"Well, good... What did you say!" Lu Sen asked casually, and didn't expect him to answer at all. The main reason was that the situation was too embarrassing because of the fact that they had just been arrested to help the marshal. Mouth, who knew that Frey, who had always been strict-mouthed, would answer. But what does this answer mean?

The marshal personally recommends others?

Even if the emperor came, the Marshal did not even glance at him, and he was not even interested in talking.

Who has such a big face!

"In the marshal's office?" He carefully asked for confirmation, and couldn't help asking again.

"Yes." Frey smiled, then smiled again. Who would let Leng Yiyao live under this general in the future, and wake up early, in case someone is not mentally prepared at all.

"Thank you." Lu Sen's eyes suddenly opened extremely round, and he arched his hands, expressing his sincere thanks. He accepted this favor.

"Hurry up, don't let the marshal wait for a long time." Frey felt that being able to be the principal of a military academy, sure enough, the other party's EQ is really qualified. I just don't know, when I arrive at the office later, can this person's psychological quality be higher, if she is curious about the "hundred thousand why" of that Miss Leng, I am afraid that no amount of reminders will help.

Tsk tusk tusk, facing the blood on the floor, the little girl whose expression didn't move, he still underestimated this one before.

As expected, General Luxon didn't delay any more, turned around, and walked quickly towards Hemo's office.

In the hall, for a while, it was as quiet as a ghost domain...

Frey smiled and consciously saw off the guests.

...

Just as General Lu Sen walked quickly to the office, Leng Yiyao had never calmly transitioned to the point of breaking the jar.

It wasn't that she went to climb the bed and got hit, it was obviously Hemo's hand, she was crazy?

However, to be the direct person in charge of the military academy directly under the military, the "Lu Sen" that Hemo called is definitely not an ordinary general. What's more, the imperial military academy is actually located in the capital...

It seems that the location is quite close to the municipal office...

. This kind of configuration is simply the domineering temperament that Lao Tzu can say, and only Hemo can do it...