"There's no need for you to clean; your task is to study."
Tch.
So damn responsible.
Martial Saint was left speechless, and under Boss Jiang's killing gaze, he could only reluctantly follow Tanki Liuli away, turning back every few steps.
In this state, needless to say, it's probably impossible to focus on studying.
The big and the small head upstairs.
On the first floor of the damaged mansion, only a man and a woman, whose relationship is hard to describe, remain sitting opposite each other.
According to Fujiwara Reiki's words, she is a concubine, but Jiang Chen, who grew up under the red flag, as a proud member of the Young Pioneers, has his principles.
So his state of mind at this moment is quite complicated.
"Really not serious?"
After the atmosphere settled, he spoke, breaking the silence.
"Just a small injury."
Sakura pinched the blood-stained handkerchief, speaking briefly.
Jiang Chen nodded.
He doesn't doubt her exaggeration.
Sakura is a Death Warrior.
