Seeing Li Muyang, Zhao Shisan had already accepted his fate.
He knew that after running away for so many years, he would eventually have to face the Guard court.
"What's the matter? Won't you invite me in to sit?" Li Muyang asked.
An awkward expression flashed across Zhao Shisan's face, and he seemed somewhat nervous as he said, "Well... Major, you... you may sit anywhere... I... here..."
Obviously, Zhao Shisan felt very insecure about his current plight and didn't know how to handle the major's visit.
Li Muyang glanced back at Xiaowang, signaling to him.
Xiaowang understood Li Muyang's intention and stood by the door.
A few people quickly came up and escorted all the surrounding guests away to avoid disturbing their conversation.
Li Muyang, unceremoniously, sat at the edge of the bed and signaled to Zhao Shisan, "It's okay, don't be nervous, sit down, let's just chat casually."
Zhao Shisan sat down, his body rigid, clearly still a bit tense.
