บท 3142: Her Red Skirt Flapped in the Wind

The girl shouldn't have come to the colonels' quarters.

She didn't belong here.

Seeing that no one said anything, Han Lu grew more arrogant.

She sneered at Feng Wu, despising the girl for using her beauty to get what she wanted.

"You've fallen quite low for your young age!" Han Lu continued. "I'm saying this for your own good. Be grateful!"

Gao Ya tugged at Han Lu's sleeve. "Let's go. She's so young, but she's already corrupt. Don't waste your energy on her. She won't listen to you."

Wang Zhaole didn't want to get involved, but the more he thought about what Yan Han said, the more uneasy he felt. He had come out of his room as soon as he heard the commotion outside.

Seeing Han Lu and Gao Ya picking on the new girl, Wang Zhaole frowned. Were the two veterans bullying the newcomer?

"What are you doing?" Wang Zhaole glared at Han Lu. "Are you bullying our new colleague?"