Moreover, her hands were placed on the leather bag in front of her chest, and her restless gaze made her all the more likable.
But Qian's fiery amber eyes were even more attention-grabbing. The girl's brows furrowed slightly as she entered the bar, a hint of caution in her eyes.
The Thunder Gun was disassembled into three pieces and strapped to her back. She slightly lifted her head, letting her long red ponytail fall behind her—she scanned the surroundings with a wary expression.
However, what actually stirred loud cheering among the patrons was Yuta, the least striking of the group. This tall and fierce Maid Corps Commander drew whistles and suggestive glances as soon as she entered the hall, especially targeting her prominent chest.
Yuta didn't seem to mind, merely snorting coldly.
Brand couldn't help but chuckle.
