"Haha!"
"Why is this kid so nervous?"
"Young Jiang, do you often mistreat your Mercenary Corps members?"
Elder Qing and the others teased.
"No, no, no! No, no! The Young Master treats us very well! Really very well!" Huang Zheng was stunned, quickly defending.
Haha!
"Haha!"
"Haha..."
Everyone burst into laughter, looking at Huang Zheng with amused expressions.
Huang Zheng stood there anxiously, blinking in confusion, not knowing what to do.
"No need to be nervous, sit down!" Jiang Chen smiled slightly, gesturing towards the sofa.
"No, no, no! I-I'm fine standing!" Huang Zheng waved his hands hastily.
Jiang Chen chuckled and said: "It's okay, have a seat."
"Sit down, the Young Master isn't pretentious!" Yan Hu patted Huang Zheng's shoulder and sat next to Jiang Chen.
Gulp!
Huang Zheng swallowed nervously again, taking a step forward to sit at the very edge of the sofa, only occupying a third of it, ready to stand up anytime.
