Wang Zhongjin's expression was gloomy as he brushed his sleeve and left.
Stepping forward, Colonel Wu Zhiying gave the three of them a careful look, "Good, you've got spirit! Kill those demons when they should be killed, are we to keep them for the New Year? Visit the central military mansion more if you have the chance. If you were one of our men, you wouldn't have to endure such grievances."
Having made his point, Wu Zhiying strode away, leaving Sang Junzi behind with a smile. She pointed at them,
