"Greetings, Your Highness."
Xia Xiaochan waved at a merman who bowed at her. She was speechless. This was already the eighth one.
Han Fei and Xia Xiaochan entered the city without hiding their identities at all. Therefore, many people recognized them, although they didn't know any of them.
Xia Xiaochan couldn't help patting her head. "Han Fei, are we too high-profile?"
Han Fei said, "I just want to be high-profile. It's best if Chun Huangdian can stand in front of me now! Believe it or not, I can spit at his face!"
3001 suddenly interjected, "By the way, spitting is forbidden in the Martial Emperor City."
Xia Xiaochan: "..."
Han Fei: "..."
…
In the intelligence center of the Martial Emperor City.
This place was like the Logistics Division of the Scattered Stars Island. The buildings were all big. Inside, there were nearly a hundred service desks.
