"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong..."
The expected doorbell rang right on time.
Jiang Chen, clearly waiting on the sofa, didn't move.
Tanki Liuli went to open the door.
As for Youmao, she was gone already, of course, along with that sniper rifle.
Except toward the Japanese, the Taoist nun sister was still peaceful and friendly to others, but Youmao was different.
A conflict could be minor.
But damaging Shen Zhou's reputation for benevolence and tolerance would be significant.
The door opened.
Inside and outside.
The two women, almost representing the pinnacle of beauty on this planet, locked eyes.
Tanki Liuli didn't speak, just turned and walked back after opening the door.
After all, she didn't understand foreign languages.
The uninvited guest didn't mind the small detail and walked in alone.
The bodyguards outside closed the door.
Brave indeed.
Jiang Chen thought silently.
But also.
Every time he went to visit her, it was alone as well.
