When Amina found Gao Huating, she almost didn't recognize the little songstress.
Her face was haggard, her eyes somewhat hollow. She hugged her guitar and curled up on the bed in the corner, with empty bottles of the fortress's specialty low-alcohol drinks scattered beside her.
Amina wasn't good at comforting people.
But Wang Jixuan was in seclusion and nowhere to be seen, while Gao Huating held extraordinary importance to them.
Amina stood outside the door, pondering how to begin.
She looked at Peony beside her and asked in surprise, "I only just noticed—you changed clothes?"
Peony was wearing a mermaid dress, elegant and dignified, showing off her excellent artificial figure.
Peony pursed her lips slightly. "When the master isn't around, the maid is naturally off duty."
"Mhm," Amina said, folding her arms as she thought carefully.
Peony asked, "Aren't you going to talk to her?"
"I don't know how to comfort people," Amina said, turning to glance at her two subordinates.
The handsome man and beautiful woman lowered their heads awkwardly at the same time.
They had once been used to throwing their weight around. They were good at scolding people, but comforting them was truly beyond them.
Amina said, "Besides, this matter is far too complicated."
"Complicated?"
"Yes. Gao Huating was used by that Guardian of the Ancient Civilization in the City in the Clouds. The other party used some unknown method that caused Wang Zheng to lose control and enter demonic state this time. Their goal was to have Gao Huating take Wang Zheng's chastity, thereby taking half of Wang Zheng's cultivation and allowing Gao Huating to become an immortal cultivator as well."
Amina pursed her lips, unsure how to phrase it for a moment.
Peony said teasingly, "The commander's chastity."
"That description may not be entirely accurate,