C1388 Ye Hong's Birthday Gift

Ye Hong's brow suddenly furrowed.

Zhang Baizhan's final words were spoken softly, yet they didn't escape Ye Hong's exceptional hearing.

As he pondered the deeper meaning of those words, his train of thought was abruptly interrupted by Sima Zhengming, who had approached him.

"My boy, I knew I wasn't wrong about you!" Sima Zhengming said with a grin.

Ye Hong, returning the smile