"Snap out of it!" Zhiyan halted, and Xinxin, lost in thought as she walked, bumped right into her, finally waking from her daze.
"Ah, Young Master Leng Yan," Xinxin called out shyly, bashfully lowering her head.
"Still can't figure it out?" Zhiyan raised an eyebrow, amusedly looking at Xinxin.
"Ah, erm, is Young Master Leng Yan really just a Primary-level Sage at the primary-grade?" Xinxin blurted out in surprise and confusion.
"It was just an illusion trick, and also, stop taking on tasks in the future. Girls should be kinder to themselves. Sometimes, all it takes to make money is a bit of brainpower," Zhiyan told her, believing that with the Mercenary Guild already poorly managed and the members of the Crimson Blood Mercenary Group dealt with by her, it wouldn't be peaceful for a while.
