Damn your "leave it to fate"!
Mu Yuan knew Ling Yan was teasing him. He suppressed the fire in his heart and said with the patience of a "General's demeanor":
"Ling, I don't think that's appropriate."
Ling Yan had only taken two steps when Mu Yuan's low voice followed him.
Ling Yan's lips curved into a smile, and when he turned around, he wore an innocent, somewhat dazed expression.
"Does the General have other ideas?"
Ling Yan's "small soldier" persona made Mu Yuan's heart pound with unease.
He felt uncertain, wondering if Ling Yan suspected his identity.
No.
Definitely not.
Mu Yuan reassured himself.
Firstly, Ling Yan had never seen his real face. Moreover, as an interstellar thief, he had already been sent back to Prison Star.
He would definitely not discover that General Mu Yuan was the interstellar thief!
Mu Yuan calmed his emotions and said steadily:
