After dinner, Nero quietly slipped out of the manor—of course, she didn't think her actions were secret enough to escape notice... How could the boss and Maid Miss not know?
She actually had a fair amount of freedom... Sometimes, Nero wondered if this relative freedom was even looser than she had imagined.
At least, so far, her master hadn't specifically required her to do anything, nor had he made her fulfill any of the duties of a Black Soul Envoy.
So Nero felt that even as a Black Soul Envoy, she could live like a salted fish.
"Not resting?"
But just after leaving the manor, Nero ran into Da Zhe, who was practicing his sword in the small patch of woods outside. Da Zhe took the initiative to greet her.
"A Black Soul Envoy doesn't seem to need rest either, does she?" Nero leaned against a tree trunk and countered.
Da Zhe weighed the Zhan Lu Sword in his hand and suddenly said, "Want to get some exercise?"
Nero waved him off with a look of distaste. "I like bullying people. I don't like being bullied."
That was very realistic. Da Zhe smiled. In fact, before the boss and Miss You Ye arrived, Nero had been pestering him to fight every day.
Nero suddenly flew into the air, intending to leave. Da Zhe asked curiously, "Where are you going?"
"To bully someone!" Nero looked back and smiled. "Oppa Da Zhe, thanks for covering for me in front of Granny You Ye this afternoon. Here's a flying kiss for you~~"
A stream of black mist came out of Nero's mouth, transforming into a tiny heart. It slowly floated in front of Da Zhe, then suddenly dispersed—it was a black heart.
"Granny..."
Da Zhe shook his head, then continued swinging his sword,