"Alright, I'm leaving the recruitment to you. Remember to recruit some pretty female soldiers."
Wang Hao patted Qin Feng on the shoulder, then left with his two underlings, Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao.
Qin Feng gave a wry smile. Just as Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao had said, Wang Hao really wouldn't bother with the legion's affairs.
"Ah, if he's not going to manage, then I'll reluctantly step up to the plate!" Qin Feng took a deep breath, his energy peaking, ready to make a big splash.
Qian Wanyang looked back at the brimming Qin Feng, tugged at Chen Yao and asked in a low voice, "You think this guy's a masochist or what?"
Chen Yao nodded repeatedly, agreeing. They had kindly invited him to become a general, but he had to play hard to get.
Yet, after being beaten up, he actually turned up obediently. This was truly the sign of a born masochist.
...
At the border of the Interstellar Federation.
