"Yeah, if push comes to shove, we've still got the Instructor, don't we? You're an injured person right now."
"You little rascal, do you think just because I'm hurt, I can't assign you chores anymore?" Zhou Mu, seeing them all avoiding the issue and telling him to talk less, was truly aggrieved.
"That's not what we mean. Remote commanding can't compare to scolding face to face, right? Wait till you're better and back at the base, then you can torment us all you want."
"Damn brat, treating me like the King of Hell, talking as if I used to abuse you guys!"
Zhou Mu stretched his hand out of the car window and rapped firmly on Chengzi's head.
Shen Xian watched them with a smile. It seemed that over the years, Zhou Mu's image among his teammates had always been consistent.
Stringent, domineering, with a final say!
