Being annoyed at Leng Qingtang's words, Prefect Feng looked bewildered and frustrated that the flabby muscles on his mouth corner twitched. He squeezed out a fake smile with his square face.
"Oh, you're quite welcome. It's not a big deal. At the beginning of the disaster, heavy snow crushed many houses. My subordinate and I came to the scene to help rescue the victims from the collapsed houses. I guess our clothes were worn by bricks, tiles, and timbers... and something like that."
"Oh?"
Leng Qingtang narrowed his eyes, shrewd. An ironic smile appeared at a corner of his lips imperceptibly.
His straight sitting posture and appearance that as handsome as an immortal, together with his light blue official suit embroidered with four pythons, made up an elegant picture, provoking boundless
