Zhang Yuan's period ended, which was the first piece of good news today.
Now he could speed up his "secretly passed down" martial art training.
Killing Chen Zhuang might be considered a trivial victory, but for him at this stage, it was his first victory against an enemy and it was worth celebrating.
As for the possibility of failure, he had never considered it.
Having made up his mind to take action, he had full confidence.
Hearing Li Ming's words, Zhang Yuan, dressed in exquisite jeans that perfectly revealed the contours of her legs and waist, pursed her lips and nodded vigorously. She elongated her fair neck and whispered into Li Ming's ear, "Honey, I'll obediently wait for you at home."
In comparison to Xu Xiu's reservedness, she was much more passionate and bold.
"Good girl, wait for me at home."
