Wu Yue was exasperated. She stood up, grabbed the two by their Beast Skin clothes, and shoved them out. "Hurry up and go home. You're an eyesore."
With the two troublemakers gone and the thought that her house would be finished tomorrow, Wu Yue couldn't have been more thrilled.
She let out a cheer and fell back onto her straw bed. Opening the system panel, she looked at the mission's progress bar, which showed it was ninety-five percent complete.
Wu Yue rolled around excitedly in her straw bed for a long time, a smile gracing her lips as she gradually drifted off to sleep.
Just then, the pack at her waist twitched, and the System's fluffy little head poked out.
Seeing its host's uninhibited, spread-eagled sleeping posture, it slapped its head with its little paw pads in frustration.
'I suddenly feel the sorrow of a doting mother. Will Yuan Lang find a host like this unappealing in the future?'
