Boom! Clap!
Thunder cracked nonstop, and the rain poured hard, splattering against the walls. The blowing wind carried droplets into the abandoned building through the windows and openings.
Tang Ziyi leaned against the wall with her eyes closed, seemingly meditating, unbothered by the harsh rainfall that could impact the mission. Amidst the noisy natural event, Ling Qingyu's laughter as she patted her knees while surfing on her mobile phone drew Tang Ziyi's attention.
"Oh my, I never expected this author to dare write such a plot. Two national ministers meet with the tyrant for peaceful negotiations to save their nation, and in exchange, the kingdom will sacrifice two princesses," Ling Qingyu said with vigor as if she wasn't participating in a serious military objective. "But it turns out the tyrant is gay, and you two are in danger instead. Hahaha. He wants you, not the beautiful ladies!"
