Her gaze was unyieldingly firm. In that moment, Yuan Lang felt that the petite woman beside him, who only came up to his shoulder, was no mere female, but a powerhouse who could stand as his equal.
"Alright, I respect your choice."
After Yuan Lang left, Wu Yue went into her tent and lay down in her nest of grass.
"Host, that little show of yours just now was actually pretty good. You looked like you were glowing, surrounded by a golden light. It nearly blinded my titanium-alloy system eyes."
Wu Yue dragged it out of her shoulder bag and began to rough it up. "What do you mean, 'spouting truths'? I've always been the type to shine, you know!"
A sudden silence fell over the tent.
A moment later, Wu Yue's voice drifted out, "System, your host is about to head to the front lines. Isn't there anything you can give me to save my hide?"
