260 - The degradation of the Song family

“What kind of joke is Master Wen playing at?"

Sang Fusheng's figure was as straight as a blade.

"Who is joking with you. I've already spoken to the commander, I'm currently assigned to the White Horse tower. Right now, I can be regarded as the subordinate of the Patrolling sword envoy, Marquis Ye. Hahaha, otherwise why do you think I have such leisurely time to sit here and eat noodles?" Wen Wan wiped his beard, saying excitedly: "Damn, it's really been too boring recently. Military rule this, military rule that, military order this, military order that. I can't even drink much for fear of breaking the military rules. I'm about to cut my own head off, this isn't days a normal human can endure.“

With a gulp, he finished the mixed lamb broth and lazily stretched his waist.

With a loud shout, he called for another bowl. His eyes were closed in contentment as he said, "You must know that ever since my military role was assigned to White Horse tower, I've already woken up in the afternoon for consecutive days. Every day and I can walk around in the streets, doing whatever I want. This is what you call freedom, wahahaha!"

Sang Fusheng was completely speechless.

"Hey, how about this, do you have any interest in joining White Horse tower. Haha, I'll give a word...