Han Xiang nodded vigorously: "That's right...hey, don't talk like that."
Yang Ming scowled and cursed, "What have I done to you? Keep slandering me, and I'll make your words come true!"
Han Yin blinked and looked down at her body, noticing that while her clothes were a bit disheveled, her underwear hadn't been tampered with.
She glanced to the side: "Just a for-show type, even in this situation you're hesitant."
Yang Ming couldn't be bothered with this person.
This Imperial Palace maid, the deputy commander of the Antenna Organization, was naturally experienced and calculated, probably scheming something.
Yang Ming said indifferently, "Get up and work. We're about to reach the first destination of our trip, the Great Elder's homeland. You two will be involved in the audit work throughout. Remember, when you submit the materials to your Antenna Organization, heap praise on me."
