Goodbye, major, I'm going to climb the wall tonight

"I'm sorry. I can't help you."

The man's voice rang out unhurriedly, followed by the sound of a chess piece being placed down.

Fu Shang raised his brows.

It was her young Master's Voice, so she could naturally tell.

Another cold male voice was heard.

Mr. Sheng, please think about it again. It'll be good for both of us if we succeed.

Fu Shang couldn't tell who it was.

He only felt that this person's tone was somewhat familiar. He was clearly here to ask for help, but he still had an arrogant look.

Fu Shang frowned.

She thought for a moment and pushed the door open.

"Creak!"

The two people in the room immediately looked at the door.

Fu Shang looked up and saw his little Sir.

He was just sitting there calmly, his posture tall and slender. Two of his long fingers were holding a black chess piece, as if he was about to place it.