"Not Major General Anand's friend?"

"I can't call you a friend, maybe it's more accurate to call me an enemy."

"Sounds like a man who scares you?"

Beitang Yaori crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the cold wall, smiling with interest.

"I feel honored to be remembered by the famous Major General Anand as a man."

Samar paused, turned around and looked at Shah Rukh Khan: "Do you know who I want to talk about?"

"I don't know." He blurted out fluently, Beitang Yaori shrugged, trying to trick him, Samar was a hundred years too early!

"I'm just curious about who Major General Anand will remember. I think he must be a very powerful guy."

"You're right, he is indeed a very powerful man."

The corners of Beitang Yaori's lips became sunken deeper and deeper.

"I have no reason not to doubt whether you are the guy sent here by that man."

"..."

"Beitang Yaori!"

"..."

Samar said the name clearly, word by word, but the face of the man in front of him still had the same calm smile as before.

"You don't have to tell me, I'll find out sooner or later! Before that, I'm sorry that you have to stay here for a while."

Not getting the expected reaction from him, Samar sneered.

"I hope you enjoy your stay here."

Without saying anything else, Samar turned around and left the prison, locking the big iron door again.

The gentle smile on Beitang Yaori's face remained until Samar's back disappeared at the end of the corridor.

It has to be said that this man is indeed very smart, and his insight is also very powerful. In just less than a day of contact, he can be reminded of Beitang Yaori, who has nothing to do with Shah Rukh Khan.

.

He even personally ordered him to be taken to prison.

Beitang Yaori sneered and continued to sit in the corner, closing his eyes to meditate.

Before the ears were quiet for a while, there was a burst of unsteady and rapid footsteps, and one could tell that the owner of this sound was an impatient man who couldn't hold his breath.

"Just now you made me so embarrassed in front of Major Anand, we are not done with this!"

"Orbit——"

The private just now returned to Beitang Yaori's prison, clutching a thick riding crop in his hand, which did seem to be a bit bluffing.

Beitang Yaori clenched his fists, tried his best to restrain his urge to fight back, and looked at the man in front of him coldly.

The private sneered, playing with the riding crop in his hand, and scratching Beitang Yaori's body in a subtle way.

"Young man in front of the eldest and second princesses, do you know how much you have attracted people's hatred in the few short days you have been in Agra Fort?"

"..."

Snap——

A sudden whip came from the back, it was as painful as being bitten by a poisonous snake with fangs and cutting flesh!

Beitang Yaori habitually raised his hand to strangle the man in front of him by the neck, and pressed him hard against the wall!

As soon as he raised his fist and waved it into the air, Lin Nuanxi's bright smiling face suddenly flashed in Beitang Yaori's mind.

——For Lin Nuanxi, he must endure it!

Clenching his fists tightly to endure the impulsive beating, Beitang Yaori let him go.

The private's face turned pale, but he was even more angry!

"Are you crazy? Why aren't you crazy about me now?"

"..."

The private smiled grimly, raised the riding crop in his hand, and swung it hard at Beitang Yaori!

Snap——
Chapter completed!