The leader of the soldiers looked at their expressions, feeling happy yet also incredibly heartbroken.
If there were another way, why would he let his brothers get so excited over just a little bit of fruit? It's all this darned heaven's fault!
But it wouldn't make sense to blame this wretched heaven, because blaming it is of no use.
"Madam, if you have anything to ask, please go ahead." Coming back to his senses, he looked at An Jiuyue who was sitting on the bench and hadn't moved.
"Please sit down and have a cup of tea first."
An Jiuyue held a cloth in her hand, just about to wipe away the fruit juice on the table.
"Let me, let me. How can I trouble Madam to do this?"
The leader of the soldiers saw this and immediately took the cloth from her, proactively wiping the table.
You're kidding, she gave them so much fruit, enough for his brothers to quench their thirst, and he would still let her clean the table herself? That wouldn't be right, would it?
