Eventually Qing Luan let out a slow breath while rubbing her forehead.
"This is ridiculous," she muttered.
Han Yu grinned.
"I'll take that as praise."
Qing Luan could only shake her head helplessly.
Still…
Once the shock settled somewhat, she realized something else. For the first time since meeting him, Han Yu actually seemed relaxed. The oppressive mask he wore constantly as Ju Fan had vanished completely.
Now his expressions felt natural and alive.
Even his eyes seemed lighter.
That realization strangely made Qing Luan smile faintly. The following hours passed quickly as Han Yu fully updated her regarding the current situation.
They discussed expansion plans.
Trade routes.
Resource accumulation.
Hidden strongholds.
Potential allies.
Future infiltration targets.
