Pushing open the window, fresh morning air flooded into the bedroom, dispersing the faint tangerine scent used to aid sleep and leaving one feeling broad-minded, ready to welcome a wonderful day.
For Mo Lei, however, the day she had intended to spend lazing around suddenly became exciting. She had only thought that she could not be beaten through a communication channel, never expecting to meet someone offline the very next day.
At this moment, Mo Lei was so "excited" that she nearly burst into tears. But who was she? Upholding the principle that she must never forget her two best friends when there were benefits—and that they should be beaten together—Mo Lei decided to let her two friends experience the feeling of being caught offline.
"Someone..."
The little maid desperately tried to shout for help, but the moment she made a sound, Mo Lei appeared behind her and covered her mouth.
"Shh~!"
Mo Lei made a silencing gesture. The little maid, whose wits had already been frightened dull, instinctively nodded. Speaking of which, this little maid had suffered greatly. She had initially been assigned to the odd-jobs department under the Third Princess, but because she was somewhat airheaded, she had been dismissed by the head maid. Her future would not have been good. She had been born a slave in the Eastern Federation and bought by the royal palace of the Atlan Empire at a very young age.
The little maid was lucky. When the head maid was scolding and dismissing her, Mo Lei, who was fifteen at the time, had gathered a group of friends to pick wild fruit on a nearby mountain because she wanted to eat fruit she had picked herself. On the way, she spotted a beehive and poked it. Her right hand was nearly stung