Working for the Emperor Was This Dangerous?
After Pannonax left, Little Female Slave was still fuming.
"What kind of person was that? We didn't owe him any money, so why did he have to wear such a sour face? Look at Klind earlier—he was so polite."
"Mm."
"Klind clearly told you that you could choose your own district. What right did Pannonax have to make the arrangements for you on his own?"
"Mm."
"I think he definitely had ulterior motives. The place he found for you can't be anywhere good. That guy didn't look like a good person at all. Don't let him... let him..." Little Female Slave racked her brains.
"Set you up?"
"That's right, set you up. He definitely wanted to set you up. I've heard that the people in the imperial palace were all complicated. They thought about all sorts of things, and they loved setting others up." Little Female Slave felt that she had performed beyond her usual level this time. She had actually seen through Pannonax's scheme at a glance, and she could not help feeling as though everyone else was drunk while she alone remained sober. At least at that moment, she felt she was standing at the peak of truth.
"Mm."
"Other than 'mm,' didn't you have anything else to say?" Little Female Slave was speechless.
"Then what do you think I should do?" Zhang Heng asked.
"At least go find Klind and tell him about Pannonax's little stunt. Klind definitely won't let him off."
"Uh-huh."
"What did 'uh-huh' mean?"
"Did you think Klind didn't know what Pannonax was doing?"
"What did you mean?" Little Female Slave looked confused. "But Klind wasn't there at the time, was he? He left because of something urgent."
"One thing you said was right. Pannonax and I