Miss Wang's Mission

"I'm willing to be your slave and serve you, Master," Miss Wang curled up into a ball, carefully looking at the burly man beside her, and said pitifully. 

"If an ordinary martial artist were to see such a scene, I'm afraid that his blood would rush to his head and he would not be able to help but agree," Jiang Ming said internally, and his eyes unscrupulously glanced at the beautiful woman in front of him. He laughed. However, his eyes were calm. 

Miss Wang was extremely intelligent and did things without hesitation. She would sacrifice when it was time to sacrifice. However, what was she thinking? If Jiang Ming were a regular man, she would live to regret this. 

"I'm a loner, I don't need anyone to follow me," Jiang Ming said lightly.