Wang Pandi glared at him intently, showing her dissatisfaction.
Yang Zhigang raised an eyebrow, "Isn't it so? Why do I feel you're afraid... of Yang Zhigang? Or perhaps, you're guilty?" With his sharp observation skills honed from ten years in the military, he was sure the young woman was hiding something regarding Yang Zhigang.
"What are you talking about? Nonsense... utter nonsense!" Wang Pandi sharply retorted, "Let's go then, lead the way."
Yang Zhigang's lips curled into a smile, casting a meaningful glance at her before turning to walk down the passage.
Wang Pandi followed behind him, glaring at the back of his head fiercely, waving her little fist in a gesture of wanting to hit him.
Who was Yang Zhigang? He had excellent hearing and eyesight, ranking among the top elites of the scout squad. He suddenly turned around, catching her in the act, baring teeth and claws. He raised an eyebrow and smiled as he looked at her.
