Therefore, Qian Sheng still hoped that Huo Sikai would be more open-minded and come down from above.
After all, it was not too shameful to admit that he was weaker than others. After all, there were so many of them, and none of them could compare to their major general.
When Huo Sikai heard this, he looked down at Qian Sheng and said with a smile, “I’m Not Dizzy, just a little unsteady.”
When the soldiers heard this, they held back their laughter.
Because when they first went up, they felt the same as him: they couldn’t stand properly.
This was normal. There was nothing funny about it. Wasn’t laughing at others the same as laughing at themselves?
Qian Sheng looked at Zheng Zihao, who was already halfway down, and said, “It’s normal. Then hurry up and come down. Our major general is almost at the end.”
