Not surprisingly, a group of people were nestled in the entertainment room, chatting on their mobile phones.

At the doorway, James Black could hear them mentioning Jane Sampson’s name, with a hungry gleam in their eyes like that of wolves, which was enough to give anyone a toothache. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Chief!" A team member suddenly noticed the person who had walked in through the door, the very same James Black who had already left the guard team, and their faces shook almost like a tiger’s body at the sight of him.

"Mm," James replied lightly and stood right in the middle of the crowd, scanning the faces in the entertainment room, then he slowly pulled out a red notebook from his pocket, with three bold characters on it.

Marriage Certificate.

"I know you don’t believe that Jane Sampson is my wife," James placed the marriage certificate on the tabletop, with a hint of mockery in his voice, "evidence."

"What’s that?" A team member muttered, leaning his forehead over the table for a closer look. "What? A marriage certificate?"

After the team member muttered, he opened the marriage certificate, gasped in amazement and said, "Chief! Where did you get this marriage certificate made? It’s perfect enough to pass for real! Hey, guys, come take a look, doesn’t this marriage certificate look as real as an original? Didn’t expect the Chief to be so fond of our Goddess Sampson as well!"

"A forgery?" James caught that word, his expression shifting ever so slightly, "Who told you this is a forgery?"

"It’s not?" That squad member finally realized that something was off about his chief’s expression. Holding the marriage certificate in his hand, he looked at it again, thought for a while, and after half a day, came out with one sentence, "Chief, where did you make this? The semblance is very high! It’s already pretty good."

James’s mouth twitched, and he reached out to snatch back the marriage certificate and put it into his pocket.

He suddenly realized what was the point of quibbling with these dumbfounded guys?

His fingertips brushed along the edge of the marriage certificate in his pocket, his gaze swept over everyone’s faces, then he turned around and left straight away.

Everyone watched James Black’s retreating back with dumbfounded faces.

So, had the Chief just come specially to show off the fake marriage certificate he’d had made with Goddess Sampson?

"I never realized before that our general could be so amusing," Team Member A muttered to his teammates, "But really, making that marriage certificate must have been fun."

"Wait, let me check on TB!" The young team member immediately took out his phone and began searching, then laughed, "I told you TB can do anything, the Chief must have ordered it from there too! Hurry, hurry, let’s sign up, who else wants to do it? Let’s do it together, group order, we can ask the shop owner for a discount!"

"What about the photo on the marriage certificate? How do we do that?" someone asked.

"Are you dumb? Nowadays, PS skills are so proficient, the edits are seamless! We can just photoshop the photos for the marriage certificate!" the team member with the phone said with an expression as if he were looking at an idiot.

"Count me in too!" someone shouted.

"Add me as well!"

"Me too! Me as well!"

"You guys send me your photos first, then I’ll package them up and send them off to the shop owner’s email all together! The shop owner said, since we’re all in Capital Province City, express delivery will be fast, maybe if we’re lucky, by tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, we can get our hands on them!"

At that moment, the entertainment room was filled with laughter, the dumbfounded guys in James’s eyes were unaware of just how much they were looking forward to their soon-to-be-acquired treasures.

James left the entertainment room and went back to the dormitory, carefully taking out the marriage certificate from his pocket, opening it to see Jane Sampson smiling innocently at the camera lens, he couldn’t help but curve the corners of his mouth, then locked the marriage certificate into the drawer in the study.