At noon that day, after Xu Le left.
Zhou Bi lay in bed and lit himself a Contentment Cigarette. The woman beside him was none other than Jin Mingzhu.
But now Jin Mingzhu was giving Zhou Bi a lingering look, then another:
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"Time always flies when you're with someone you like." Zhou Bi began making excuses.
"And?"
"I'm actually really strong. I was just too nervous earlier..." He kept making excuses.
"Didn't you take the medicine?"
"I did. Maybe it hasn't kicked in yet..." Zhou Bi was getting a little scared now.
He felt something was wrong. Besides, the limits of a super Warrior even stronger than Ai Li were far beyond what a weakling like him could imagine.
"At least three times. I'm not asking for much."
Zhou Bi: ...
By afternoon, Zhou Bi stood at the office door, supporting himself against the wall, his eyes sunken and his expression listless.
A Night Watcher saw the state Zhou Bi was in, and his expression immediately grew grave.
"Lord Zhou Bi, managing all of Lighthouse lately must have been exhausting for you to end up like this. Your constitution is only a little stronger than an ordinary person's. Please take care of yourself. Lighthouse cannot do without you."
"Lighthouse's affairs... really aren't as formidable as she is," Zhou Bi muttered, then asked:
"Have the militia's wages all been paid on time?"
"Everything has been arranged. The militia are having a gathering now and singing your praises, along with Lady Jin Mingzhu's."
Zhou Bi nodded. The people of the Lower City were very easy to satisfy.
Although the saying that harsh lands bred unruly people wasn't wrong, these people really were easier to satisfy than those in the Upper City. They had seen very little of the world.
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