"Brother Beichen, when do you plan to leave? Let Shuangshuang and me know, and we'll see you off to the town."
Lu Yuanfeng knew that Xing Beichen likely didn't have a single coin on him. When they examined his body back then, they had him stripped down and only found that strange mark—nothing else.
Xing Beichen was taken aback but understood Lu Yuanfeng's intentions, and he felt a deep sense of gratitude.
This brother of his was a worthy friend.
"Fengzi, thank you!" Xing Beichen sincerely expressed his gratitude.
"Fengzi, aren't you going to join me again in the military to achieve greatness?"
Last night, Xing Beichen and Lu Yuanfeng had a heartfelt conversation where Lu Yuanfeng learned the purpose of Xing Beichen's visit.
And Xing Beichen also knew that Lu Yuanfeng had spent five years in the military.
Being the son of the War God, Xing Beichen had a particular fondness for men like Lu Yuanfeng, who were courageous and valorous.
