"Brother, is it really so?"
Wang Anfeng, with a momentarily frozen smile, widened his eyes, looked at the young man in front of him, confirmed that there was no problem with his ears, and then drew a sharp breath, saying:
"Ximing?!"
The 'young man' nodded, still not daring to look at him, and said, "Sister Xue told me to come over earlier, saying there's a fun game."
His voice gradually lowered. Wang Anfeng stood in place, speechless for a moment, helplessly sighed while holding his forehead, and turned to look at the 'Dongfang Ximing' standing at the door, looking at him. Since the one on the bed was Ximing, then this person must be Xue Qinshuang.
With a sense of helplessness in his heart, he paced to Xue Qinshuang, clasped his hands in a long salute, smiled wryly, and said:
"Prince Xue's abilities are truly impressive, I have indeed witnessed them."
"Please withdraw your divine skills."
