The smile on Meng Xuan's face froze, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly, Big Brother Song in the army? What the hell! Just which fellow surnamed Song is the one who is making up such a story about himself behind his back? Where on earth did this kind of boring rumor come from?

Could it be that ... he recalled that not long ago, Bo Yangbai dressed up as a white-faced scholar and went to Luzhou's Qiyang Palace rudder to find him, showing him a kind of eavesdropping technique ...