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Ding ding!
Yang Ming groggily opened his eyes, looking at the watch by his pillow in the morning light.
The watch face automatically projected a hologram, revealing a letter from Miss Windsor.
"Good morning, Ming, how did you sleep last night?"
Yang Ming rubbed the corners of his eyes, converting his hoarse voice into text.
"Not too bad. Did you encounter any trouble yesterday?"
He was about to go back to sleep after replying when the other side responded quickly.
"By trouble, do you mean my dad scolding me? Actually, it's alright. He's quite open-minded, just told me to be more careful. Things are chaotic outside. I heard there are many New Federation spies causing trouble."
Lyu peeked into the chat box, waving secretly to Yang Ming like a thief.
"Boss, I can turn on Miss Windsor's camera, there's a surprise!"
Yang Ming frowned, "That's invading someone's privacy... let me just take a look."
A small square appeared next to the chat box.
