Chen Ji whistled a tune as he walked down from the city wall with the Wuxiang Morning News tucked under his arm. Yuan Xing and the others were puzzled as to why he suddenly became cheerful.
At the foot of the city tower, Zheng Jiye was dancing around with the thousand-household waist tag of the Anti-Japanese Army.
Seeing Chen Ji approaching, he quickly composed himself. "Ahem, thank you sir, now my title of a thousand households is justified... But our Anti-Japanese Army is out of food, we can't keep relying on the people's charity, we must find a new place to sell smuggled salt."
"We don't have to work hard to earn military pay anymore," Chen Ji retorted, "What about the Wang Family?"
Zheng Jiye asked in confusion, "What Wang Family?"
Chen Ji calmly replied, "These pirates came to kidnap the King Family of Jingjiang, and now that the Anti-Japanese Army has solved their problem, they haven't made an appearance?"
