"The eyes never lie?!! Well said!"
Feng Mu savored the taste of this statement, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, his smile grew warmer and warmer.
With a smile on his face, Feng Mu turned to look at the prison guards who came to pay their respects with him. One by one, they either quickly squeezed out complex smiles or lowered their heads in reverence, hiding the complex expressions in their eyes.
The prison guards indeed held great respect for Feng Mu, and for some reason, this reverence seemed particularly pronounced in front of Tian Tao's son.
What else could Feng Mu say? He could only sigh deeply with a strong sense of helplessness, then say in his usual gentle tone:
"Stand up then, since you've put it that way, I can only promise to help you think of a way to ensure you follow in your father's footsteps."
Only then did Tian Xiaohai slowly get up, his eyes filled with gratitude, and he sincerely said:
