C893 The Tiger Battle Medal

Just as he was thinking about whether he should take action, his phone rang. Zhang Muye answered. Luo Yao's soft voice came through the phone. "Zhang Muye? My dad asked you to come over. Do you have time?"

Zhang Muye nodded. "Alright, I'll be right there."

After dinner, Zhang Muye rode his bicycle to the old cadre's courtyard. He saw a beautiful woman standing at the entrance