The Girl's Disguise: Guns

I remembered that girl, Zhuoma.

Of course, it was Tangba Tusi who remembered her, not Jiang Xiaobai.

She was the Municipal Official's eldest daughter. She was indeed quite pretty, but her temper was not very good.

I thought that if she really married into the Tumba Family, then with her personality, two women like her and Yangjin would make quite a show. The Tumba Family would never know peace.

Still, I believed Yangjin would be the more formidable one. After all, she was an adult and had weathered plenty of storms.

As for Zhuoma, even if she had a temper, this was ultimately Yangjin's territory. Yangjin would likely keep her firmly in line. Perhaps after a few years, she would become another Yangjin.

But that was a matter for later. Who knew what would happen to the Tumba Family next?

"Mother, I..." Maru wanted to say something. I glanced at him, and he swallowed the rest of his words. This was not the time to argue with Yangjin. He had promised me he would compromise.

Sure enough, Maru let out a long sigh. "Mother, I'll listen to you."

Though Yangjin was somewhat taken aback, she still smiled. "That's good. Don't worry, I'm your mother. How could I ever harm you? Everything I do is for the Tumba Family. Think about it—once you and Zhuoma are really together, with the Tumba Family's strength and the Municipal Official's supreme status, even the Great Living Buddha and The Officials will have to fear us somewhat. At that time, the Tumba Family will become the foremost family in Tibet."

Yangjin's eyes were full of longing.

I shook my head helplessly. This woman really was practical.

But in this era, I truly could not say she was wrong.

"I understand." Maru was not very enthusiastic,