After hanging up, Frank wore a teasing smile. Just as Feng Shan was about to explain, Frank spoke.
"Feng, you're becoming more and more like a hypocritical politician. It's a good look."
"That's..." Feng Shan didn't want Frank to get the wrong idea.
Frank once again flashed a relieved smile, like a doting aunt. "No need to explain. You've grown up!"
"!!!" Feng Shan was speechless.
Just then, an announcement came over the gymnasium's PA system, informing the Indigenous chiefs from all regions that the meeting was about to begin and asking them to take their seats.
"Come on, let's get to the meeting."
Frank didn't give Feng Shan a chance to speak. All signs indicated that the Wild Bull Tribe held no malice toward Feng Shan; on the contrary, they seemed to be helping him at every turn.
'As for why, if Feng Shan doesn't want to talk about it, there's no need to pry.'
'Kids always have their own secrets when they grow up.'
