Gao Yan had just returned to the house, and heard a dull voice of a man from the thin wall next door,

“Don’t…don’t do that.”

Then Chu Qianxun replied with a playful voice, “Don’t do what? You tell me.”

Then the ping-pong ball overturned over the basin.

“Damn, dead woman. She’s spreading dog food even before nighttime,” Gao Yan scolded angrily, shut the door and went out again.

…

In the morning, Chu Qianxun and Gao Yan walked downstairs side by side, “Qianxun, do you want to go out to hunt demons again? Wouldn’t you rest for even a day? Aren’t you injured?”

“It has been treated and fully recovered. It will not affect my movements.” Chu Qianxun turned her shoulder to show Gao Yan, “Will you come, Sister Yan?”

Gao Yan’s heart swayed between the high-risk battles and generous rewards, “Why don’t you call Lin Fei. He is also a sixth-order saint anyway.”

“He has his own business and leaves for a day or two. Besides, why do we have to bring him when we hunt the demons?”

Gao Yan thought and finally gritted her teeth, “Okay! I will go with you.”

A couple holding hands walked outside the door of the tube building. The woman had a gorgeous face and exquisite figure. She was a real beauty.

She stepped inside the door holding the man’s arm and saw Chu Qianxun. She rolled her eyes and showed a look of disdain.

This woman’s name was Xiao Juan with third-order water ability holder. She was different from Gao Yan’s bright beauty and Chu Qianxun’s brilliance. She had a traditional feminine face, and her lifestyle was also more open. In the building, she had many suitors.Earlier, Xiao Juan took a fancy to Lin Sheng who lived in the building. In order to win the man, she even sneaked into the man’s room several times during the night. Unexpectedly, the inferior root of mankind was particularly prominent. He easily got it. So instead of cherishing it, he ate Xiao Juan in the bowl and eyed Qianxun in the pot. (not content with what he has)

When Chu Qianxun successfully broke through the threshold of the fourth order, the man threw away Xiao Juan impatiently and pursued Chu Qianxun. This incident caused Xiao Juan to lose her face greatly. What made her even more indignant was that Chu Qianxun didn’t even look at Lin Sheng.

Now, Xiao Juan was with a small captain of the Red Wolf Mercenary Corps, Old Zheng, a sixth-order metal saint. Although he was slightly older, he was still the official captain with a monthly salary in the Corps after all. Xiao Juan felt that she was holding a man with a lot of gold in her hand, and finally won against Chu Qianxun. So when passing by, she flicked her and walked inward with her chin high.

“Wait, isn’t this Qianxun?” Old Zheng next to Xiao Juan suddenly stopped and greeted Chu Qianxun enthusiastically.

Chu Qianxun was a little puzzled. Although they were all members of the Red Wolf, she had never had any contact with the captain, and her friendship was limited to know such a person.

“Team leader Zheng?”

“Eh, Qianxun. I’ve been looking for you for the past two days, but I haven’t encountered you.”

Old Zheng had gray hair, and he was already a man in his fifties. He embraced the young Xiao Juan and talked to others without any embarrassment, “Your team unfortunately left a few days ago. I want to ask you if you are interested in coming to our team.”

“For this matter I want to hear the leader’s arrangement,” Chu Qianxun replied with a smile, but didn’t explicitly accept his invitation.

Xiao Juan tugged the corner of his clothes and whispered, “Talk later. Let’s go to the house first, the breakfast will get cold.”

Old Zheng shook her hand away and scolded, “Your man is talking about serious matters, what are you talking about?!”