Between letting people follow quietly and resenting it, and actively inviting them and still resenting it, the discerning team opted for the latter.
Moving together, at least, they could pull their weight and lend a hand; sneaking behind quietly would really make them akin to living markers, a feeling of being exploited for nothing.
Thus, Mo Shangjun and Yan Gui smoothly joined their team.
The group continued on their way.
"You two, what shall we call you?" Pu Yan started a conversation with them.
Mo Shangjun glanced at him coolly.
For some reason, Pu Yan felt a chill in his heart and subconsciously introduced himself, "My name is Pu Yan."
"Yan Gui." Yan Gui replied quite graciously.
"Any name is fine, I don't mind."
Mo Shangjun answered nonchalantly; in comparison, her reply was truly perfunctory.
