"Then thank you very much!"
Yan Moshan glanced at Long Yanjiao, his eyes slightly squinting, this woman was not simple.
Long Yanjiao was a woman both intelligent and beautiful, with a gentle disposition and a kind heart. Anything that came to her hands would be dealt with thoroughly. Yan Moshan admitted that he definitely couldn't do that, and such a woman, as a wife, would be coveted by many men but also feared by just as many.
They coveted her because having such a beautiful and smart woman as a wife meant that many things would be well managed. And they feared her because it was hard to keep anything secret in front of such a woman; sometimes even the slightest unusual behavior could be detected.
"Damn, what am I thinking about?"
Yan Moshan shook his head to dismiss the random thoughts he just had and approached the drum of dusk, closely observing it.