He even suspected that he was dreaming.

"Since Sanqian has given you the rightful position of City Lord, what you should do is straighten your back and work hard. Why are you standing still? Why don't you pick up the sword quickly?" Mo Yang shouted.

Fulin quickly picked up the sword, but he still looked at Han Sanqian in an extremely dumbfounded manner.

He couldn't understand, and he didn't even know which song Han Sanqian was singing.

"Get up, as the lord of a city, how can you kneel down to others casually?" Han Sanqian looked at Fu Lin with a smile and said softly.
Chapter completed!