"Hey, good wife, haven't left yet?"
Ye Luo looked at Cao Jianjia and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Looking at Ye Luo, Cao Jianjia's face darkened, her eyes flashing with anger, as if she was about to take action.
However, at this moment, Ye Luo waved the belt in his hand, and Cao Jianjia clenched her fists, her eyes almost spitting fire, her ample chest heaving with rage.
"Let's go!"
Cao Jianjia commanded coldly and walked towards the outside, the soldiers looking at Ye Luo as if nothing had happened to him, their eyes filled with amazement.
Especially seeing Ye Luo holding their instructor's belt, they were even more filled with confusion, but they dared not say anything for fear of getting kicked by the instructor.
After Cao Jianjia and the others had left, the three women approached Ye Luo.
"I knew you wouldn't be at a disadvantage," Qin Yuru said, looking at Ye Luo.