"Cough cough—" Frey coughed, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the "meeting" of talking with eyes suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at his elite like before, only to feel that they had just lost their temper. Some people rubbed their shoulders subconsciously, some people 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 during evening self-study.

bah bah bah, what a ghost association...

While quickly pulling back his divergent thinking, he smiled slightly and said to a general at the table: "General Lu Sen, the Marshal has something to ask you to come to the office." He was polite and refined. His eyes flashed across the surprised face of the other party, and the smile became more and more gentle.

"What do you know?" Although the rank was much higher than Frey's, everyone in the Marshal's Palace understood that some people should be treated politely. The colonel has been with the marshal for many years and is very trustworthy, so when he speaks, he can't help but bring out a bit of gentleness.

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 pricked up their ears and held their breaths.

"The marshal wants to introduce someone to you." He thought for a while, but the general would have to throw a brick in advance if he showed his ghostly appearance when he arrived at the marshal's office.

"Well, okay.... What did you say!" Lu Sen asked casually, and didn't expect him to answer at all. The main reason was that he was too embarrassed by the fact that they had just been caught and made up for the marshal's brain, so he opened it. Mouth, who knew that Frey, who has always been strict with his mouth, would answer. But what does this answer mean?

The marshal actually made referrals for others?

Even if the emperor came, the marshal just glanced at it lightly, and even the conversation was lacking in interest.

Who has such a big face!

"In the Marshal's office?" He asked carefully, and couldn't help but ask again.

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

"Thank you." Lu Sen's eyes suddenly widened, and he cupped his hands to express his sincere thanks. This favor, he took it.

"Hurry up, don't make the marshal wait for a long time." Frey felt that being able to become the principal of the military academy, sure enough, the other party's emotional intelligence is really qualified. I just don't know, when I get to the office later, can this person's psychological quality be raised a little bit? If she is curious about the "100,000 whys" of Miss Leng, I am afraid that no amount of reminders will be of use.

Tsk tsk tsk, facing the blood on the ground, the little girl who didn't move her expression, he had underestimated this girl before.

General Lu Sen really did not delay any longer, turned around, and walked quickly towards Homer's office.

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

Frey smiled and consciously saw off the guest.

...

Just as General Lu Sen was walking towards the office, Leng Yiyao had transitioned from being restless to breaking a jar.

It wasn't that she was bumped into the bed when she went to climb the bed. It was obviously Hemo's hand that made her crazy?

It's just that, as the direct person in charge of the military academy directly under the military, the "Lu Sen" that Hemo called is by no means an ordinary general. What's more, the military academy of the empire 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 tyrannical temperament that looks down on the world and everything Lao Tzu says, and only Hemo can do it...