"Miss Bai, do you feel something is wrong?"
In a certain ancient battlefield, the off-road vehicle's driver, who had been holding back for many days, finally couldn't help himself and said to Bai Yu beside him, "Even if Mr. Hua wanted to travel, he wouldn't always go to these remote places, right? And he sits for half the day..."
They had been following Zhong Shenxiu, running around the ancient battlefield, while Zhong Shenxiu didn't mention any purpose and just meditated anywhere for long hours.
This style almost made him think he was dealing with a madman.
"Don't speak nonsense if you don't understand," Bai Yu shot him a glare, her tone extremely stern, "As Mr. Hua's temporary drivers and secretaries, we are to fulfill all his needs. This is still good; if we were dealing with a true pervert, that would be hell..."
