The door was slowly pushed open.

Yuan Jing stood sideways and bowed slightly.

The handsome young man came against the light, and the light blue fluorescence reflected his surroundings into a blue like the Milky Way.

Yan Tao put one hand in his pocket and walked into the conference room casually.

On either side of the conference table, the generals in the seats stood up at almost the same time, turned back, and bowed their heads respectfully.

"Your Excellency, Marshal."

Young Master Yan raised his hand lightly, his peach blossom eyes bent slightly, and smiled softly at Yun Kuo over there.

"Long time no see," the young man sat down on the main seat, his slender jade-like fingers folded together, casually swept over the solemn-looking generals, and chuckled, "Why be so nervous, I may not have seen you in a long time." ”

"How are you doing lately?"

Yuan Jing stood respectfully behind Yan Tao's seat, looking at his nose and nose.

"Yes."

The officers on either side of the meeting silently bowed their heads and looked at the carved patterns on the table.

But no one dared to look at the throne.

How terrible is the marshal of their family, that is really their own family knows their own family.

At this time, don't talk too much.

One thing is wrong.

The atmosphere in the entire conference room was very depressing, and Young Master Yan frowned, very dissatisfied with this situation.

A cold look threw at the right forward Chibul's face, "Chibul, what's the matter, has your marshal reached the point where he can't look ugly?!" ”

"Or do you dare not look at me one or two, are you doing something bad behind my back?"

The young man leaned his back slowly back in the chair, and his tone seemed to be careless, and even his tone was smiling.

The officers chuckled in their hearts and hurriedly looked up.

Beads of sweat dripping from Chibul's forehead, struggling to survive under the pressure of the marshal.

"That's right, Marshal."

"When you came in just now, your subordinates found that your glory was greater than ever, and that your beauty was not like that of a real person. It doesn't look like a sick person at all, but it is radiant and beautiful! ”

Yes, that's it!

The young man's slender fingers rubbed his chin, and a contemplative look appeared on Jun's face: "Really? ”

The officers hurriedly seized the moment to pat the marshal on the back.

"Really, really!"

"Marshal, this guy Chibul didn't even go to school. Look at what you said, you are handsome and not like a real person, even if the Protoss reproduces, it will definitely not be worthy of your style. ”

The officer who said this also glared at Chibul fiercely.

Md！

This shameless guy actually stole his lines!

Chibul......!

Witnessed the whole process......

I saw that the head of the Yan family raised his picturesque eyebrows, and his expression was disgusted, "I can't even pat on the back, a bunch of stupid people." ”

She was not at all happy to hear this kind of inferior flattery.

"Forget it," the young and handsome marshal swept around with disgust, "and you will be able to fight." ”

The tone is sad and sad.

The officers bowed their heads in shame.

Yuan Jing......

How do you feel that after the head of the family came back, he let himself go even more.

In the past, it was better to be more restrained.

Right now......

He couldn't help but glance at the officers at the conference table.

Seeing this group of generals who were all majestic in the empire, they were ashamed for a while, as if they had experienced a great defeat.

The corners of Yuan Jing's eyes twitched: Wake up, you guys!

You are all battle-hardened generals in the Empire.

It's already very good to be able to fight!