In the early morning, Yang Xiaojin passed by Anning East Road carrying her basket. Although it was almost summer, Stronghold 144 was seemingly brought back to early spring due to a sudden drop in temperature. A thin fog had filled the air, and the ground was a little wet.
But today was different from usual. As Yang Xiaojin walked down the street, she noticed the passersby could not help but look at her.
She knew very well why this was so. People were even whispering on the sidewalk as they tried to explain her status to the unaware.
Yang Xiaojin smiled. Whenever other people mentioned her, the most commonly used words they used to describe her were "Future Commander" and "Future Commander's wife."
In the past, she was a sniper who evoked fear in people and an independent lone wolf. Now that she had a prefix added to her name, she found it rather interesting.
Of course, both Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin knew very well that they were still individuals.
