Would Tang San Be Willing to Serve Under Someone Else?

Nights were always cold, but Qianqian was not.

Jiang Mingyang reclined on the Dragon Bed with the stunning Qianqian in his arms, feeling thoroughly content.

Still, Jiang Mingyang felt that such things were nothing special. Utterly meaningless!

How could something so simple stir him up? Ridiculous!

What was the greatest difference between humans and animals?

Humans had intelligence. They could control their desires!

Jiang Mingyang reflected deeply on this. Next time, he definitely would not do it again!

Jiang Mingyang knew how to make good use of time and opportunity.

So after finishing his run, he often thought about what to do next and planned for the future.

There was no other reason: he knew perfectly well that he was at his most rational then.

Only in that state could a person think comprehensively and weigh both advantages and drawbacks.

Against Jiang Mingyang's chest, Qian Renxue seemed exhausted. She rested with her eyes closed.

Before long, she was nearly asleep.

Breathing in Qianqian's faint fragrance, Jiang Mingyang began to ponder.

For some reason, Tang San did not seem quite as... unruly, impossible to win over, or unwilling to serve under anyone as he had been in the novels Jiang Mingyang read in his previous life.

Earlier that day, Jiang Mingyang had encountered Tang San while riding to Mingde Hall. Their eyes had met.

In that glance, however, Jiang Mingyang had seen tension in Tang San's eyes, along with certainty, envy, and... admiration?

Now that was interesting. No defiance or stubbornness, but envy and admiration?

That single glance had left Jiang Mingyang puzzled. He began reconsidering Tang San and looking at him in a new light.

Jiang Mingyang knew his own circumstances well. His unusual identity, coupled with his encounter with Qianqian, had changed the entire Douluo Continent.

For instance,