Quietly Waiting for the Opportunity

Late at night, Jiang Ming quietly returned home.

He pushed the door open. However, he did not go inside. The sound of a teacup falling to the ground and shattering rang out.

A panicked voice cried, "Who is it?"

Jiang Ming was rendered speechless.

'This is my f*cking house, and you're asking me who I am?'

"Zhou Wenxiu, you're really something else!" Jiang Ming said angrily.

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After a long while, Zhou Wenxiu sat in front of Jiang Ming with a blushing face and mumbled, "Everything's a mess now. I'm afraid that the rebel army will rush into the house at any time. You're now a member of the Tiger Hunting Village. No one would dare break into your house. I was just thinking of hiding here for a few days."

Jiang Ming was left speechless. However, he understood. No matter how the Green Mountain Army bragged about their principles, they were still a group of rebels. Who could take them at their word?