The members of the hunting legion felt a chill run down their spines and shivered involuntarily!
It feels like a pill!
Miss A-Jiang is so unpredictable!
They just wanted to see her husband.
I'm just a tiny bit curious!
What kind of man could keep such ruthlessness in check? Who would have thought that such ruthlessness would betray them?
Is it too late to run now?
No, I haven't seen her husband, I haven't disciplined her husband, I absolutely won't run away, I'd rather die than run away.
"Hmm?" Agares gave a cold "hmm," his dark, sharp eyes sweeping over the members of the hunting legion. His voice was low and deliberate as he said, "So you've all become quite skilled, even able to train people?"
Moll weakly argued, "Commander, we didn't mean to train Miss Ajahn's husband. We just thought that since Miss Ajahn is so capable, her husband shouldn't be too weak. We're all colleagues, so we can spar with each other!"
Upon hearing this, the members of the Hunter Legion immediately chimed in, "Yes, yes, Commander! Miss A-Jiang is beautiful, has a great figure, is a skilled fighter, and is also a family member of our Hunter Legion. It's an honor for our Hunter Legion. Her husband can't be weak!"
“It doesn’t matter if he’s weak. We have so many people. After we meet her husband, we can make a training plan for him and make sure he’s strong and healthy enough to be worthy of Miss A-Jiang.”
"However, Commander," said the fearless man, "Miss Jiang said her husband would arrive in 10 minutes, but it's been almost 20 minutes and he still hasn't arrived!"
"This kind of unpunctual man, Commander, is a typical example of someone who needs to be disciplined. You must make him kneel on durians, kneel on washboards, and copy the criminal code later!"
Someone chimed in, "He also has to write down his thoughts on kneeling on durians and washboards by hand, and it can't be less than 10,000 words!"
The Hunter Legion members are so adorable!
Jiang Si instantly raised her hand to her cheap husband, her clear black and white eyes gleaming with a thieving light, and exclaimed joyfully, "I want to see! I want to see! I want to see them kneeling on durians, kneeling on washboards, and copying the criminal code!"
Mo'er, who was on a path of no return to courting death, reached out and tugged at Miss A Jiang's drooping rabbit ears. "Miss A Jiang, what are you happy about, letting the Marshal punish your husband?"
She just said "look at them" kneeling on durians. Kneeling on washboards.
The wording is completely wrong and not rigorous at all.
Agares glanced at Morton, who immediately felt a chill run down his spine and quickly withdrew his hand, putting it behind his back. He had only tugged at the rabbit ears on Miss Ajahn's hat, why was the commander making such a fuss?
"Of course I'm happy!" Jiang Si raised her head, her eyebrows curved, and her sly eyes stared at Agares: "Because you can't discipline my husband, and you can't beat him. In the end, you'll be the ones kneeling on durians, kneeling on washboards, copying criminal laws, being scolded, and being beaten. Oh, and you'll also have to write at least 10,000 words of handwritten reflections while kneeling on durians!"
The members of the hunting legion were unconvinced and said excitedly, "Miss A-Jiang, let's see what he's made of. Your husband hasn't even been put to the test yet, how do you know we can't train him?"
"Exactly, Miss Jiang, we admit you're tough, but we strongly suspect your husband hasn't come out yet. He's scared, scared of all of us training him, so he's deliberately being late. A man who's not punctual is definitely weak and can't take a beating!"
Jiang Si turned her head and looked at the members of the hunting legion. Her delicate face was full of innocence as she asked three soul-searching questions: "Who said my husband wasn't punctual? Who said he didn't come out for a stroll? Who said my husband is weak and can't take a beating?"
As Jiang Si finished speaking.
The crowd chattered, looking around and whispering among themselves: "Miss Jiang's husband has arrived, where is he?"
"Hey, hey, hey, did you guys see that? Am I blind?"
"It's not that you're blind, I didn't see anyone either. There's no one there!"
Imperial Marshal Prince Agares was not human in their eyes; such a huge man, living people were completely and clearly ignored by them.
Jiang Si looked at the whispering members of the hunting legion, then slowly stretched out her little paw and grabbed her cheap husband's big hand.
With a thud.
Moore, who was closest to her, fell to the ground with such a loud thud that it attracted the attention of others. They saw him sprawled on the ground, looking like a dog face down in the mud.
Jiang Si shook her cheap husband's big hand with her two little paws, just like a little sticky rice cake coated in honey. Her voice was crisp, loud and coquettish. She looked down on the members of the hunting legion and said, "You guys are blind. You still don't agree. My husband, who is this big, has been right here. You can't see him, you don't discipline him, you don't beat him up. Is it my fault?"
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