When Mo Lei, Moon Apostle, and Hao Mei learned they were going to assassinate the Sea King, they were so happy they barely knew what to say. Suddenly, Su Xiao's promised 300 ounces of Space-Time Power no longer seemed appealing.
"Wait. Did you just say our actual goal is to rescue the legendary dwarf blacksmith, the Dwarf King?"
Hao Mei spoke up, seemingly having grasped the key point.
"Yes."
Su Xiao took a sip of the maid captain's specially made hot cocoa. Suddenly, his expression grew serious. He eyed the drink suspiciously, swallowed, found it terribly hard on the throat, and swallowed again before barely getting it down.
Su Xiao glanced at the cocoa again, then placed it before Mo Lei. Mo Lei looked at him doubtfully, and Su Xiao said:
"I'm not used to sweet drinks."
"Then don't waste it."
Mo Lei did not seem to mind. She picked it up and took a sip, then nearly rolled her eyes. Since she had just said not to waste it and truly lacked the courage to take another sip, she placed it before Moon Apostle.
"So assassinating the Sea King is riskier than rescuing the Dwarf King. Who uses a riskier operation to draw attention? Does that make sense? What are you drinking? You actually didn't give me any? What the hell is this?!"
Hao Mei barely swallowed it and looked into the cup. It was already empty. By the door, the maid captain, whose hands were folded before her abdomen, wore a kindly smile. This was the first time anyone had finished her original drink, and they even looked reluctant to stop.
"We don't need a particularly clear assassination plan. Raise it high, then set it down lightly."
Hearing this, Mo Lei, Moon Apostle, and Hao Mei all relaxed.