Wen Le looked at Li Feng with a pained expression. "Dude, are you for real?"
"Do I look like I'm joking?" Li Feng turned back to look at Wen Le, who fell silent. I'd rather you were joking. He followed Li Feng to the bedside.
"Dude, it's not that I don't believe in you, but you're really asking for humiliation, slapping your own face. You don't even have a fever!" Wen Le reached out to touch Li Feng's forehead only to have his hand smacked away. "Cut it out, I know what I'm doing."
Wen Le rolled his eyes. "You know what you're doing? You don't even know what those guys are called, where do you get this confidence from?"
Wen Le looked at Li Feng. "You see the one who was just in your face? His name is Helian Ba; he's from the Steel Division under the Jin City Guard. He enlisted only three years ago and quickly became a Reconnaissance Soldier from a recruit."
