Jiang Xiaohou stood in the distance, the wind stirring her skirt, an eerie smile on her face.
San Er rubbed his nose at the side. "Your Highness, aren't we going to do anything?"
Jiang Xiaohou smiled. "Brother's having fun. No need to worry about him."
"Hauling... hauling manure... is... fun?"
Jiang Xiaohou turned around. "Keep watch. How are things with the Zhang Family?"
San Er said, "Very quiet. No signs of reconnaissance."
"Continue monitoring."
"Yes."
Just then, A Er suddenly appeared. "Your Highness, something's come up."
"Hm?"
"Who is it?"
"White... White Branch."
Jiang Xiaohou frowned tightly. "Why would he come here?"
A Er shook his head. "Only the Patriarch-level figures and your Special Operations Team know about Yan Zhao Sect's Three Heroes. He's..."
San Er said gravely, "Should we... speak with the Patriarch and ask what he's here for?"
Jiang Xiaohou thought for a moment. "I'll go take a look."
On the highway.
A heavily modified, extremely flashy off-road vehicle was parked by the roadside.
A little maid stood there anxiously, hugging a treasured sword. "Miss, are you done yet?"
Bai Menkeke emerged from behind a large tree. "I'm done, I'm done. You're always rushing me."
The little maid wore a miserable expression. "Miss..."
"Call me Patriarch."
"Oh, Patriarch, we came here without the Patriarch's orders! Is... is this really okay?"
Bai Menkeke bared her teeth in a grin and pinched the tip of the little maid's chin.
"Brother said that when necessary, I can act according to circumstances. I just need to treat myself as the Patriarch. What's wrong with that?"
The little maid pouted. "But... the meaning of our existence is to be the Patriarch's shadow. Shadows can't be exposed. Once we are, we lose our value and purpose."
Bai Menkeke tilted her head. "Look, look."