Xiang Ying turned around, feeling that Jie Chen was somewhat different today.
He had never been seen in new clothes.
Although the clothes today were also black, the fabric was obviously brand new.
He walked over to Xiang Ying, a fresh scent of soapberries emanating from him.
Jie Chen said in a cold tone: "Who allowed you to run around? Why aren't you staying on top? What are you doing down here?"
Xiang Ying snapped back to reality, picking up the fishing net in her hand: "You don't want this, so give it to me."
Skinny Monkey reminded: "Take it, but how will you use it since it's broken?"
"Didn't you hear? Patch it up and it lasts another three years." Saying that, Xiang Ying left carrying the fishing net.
Jie Chen stared at her retreating figure.
Didn't she notice that he had cleaned up?
Skinny Monkey rubbed his hands and smiled: "Military Supervisor, did you come down for any other instructions?"
