As night fell, a guard found Xin Yu and Qin ruoxue and asked them to go to the head of the guards for a drink.
The Guard's eyes were explicit as he glanced at Xin Yu and Qin ruoxue ambiguously.
"You guys should be more tactful. That brat is long dead. You guys might as well follow our boss."
The guard, who had sent the message, spoke as if he was giving a favor. His tone was high and mighty, and his eyes were filled with disdain.
"Tell him I'll be there in a while."
Xin Yu's expression was extremely cold, and there was no trace of emotion in her eyes, like a doll without a soul.
"What?"
The messenger guard was stunned for a moment and looked at Xin Yu and Qin ruoxue in surprise.
"You agree?"
Xin Yu didn't say anything else, but her silent acknowledgment had already explained everything.
The guard who sent the message looked at the two women with even more disdain. He waved his hand and turned to leave.
"Hurry up, don't let our boss wait too long."
