It was unlike what happened to Lin Mengya who made everything go on smoothly.

At this moment, Baili Wuchen was frowning in the refugee camp. He poked his temples with his hands so that he could hold back his rage. The rage could provoke him to kill that jerk.

"Report, sir! Today, the vice commander asked his minions to find him two famous prostitutes for his entertainment before the sunset."

The messenger's voice became lower and lower as he ...