Though he had his suspicions, he couldn't be sure yet, so he kept them to himself for the time being.
Han Su glanced around, then asked Rong Qiyue, "Are you sure it's safe to do your examination here?"
"Absolutely."
Rong Qiyue said, "And I've confirmed the writing you showed me."
"It's Golden Script. It can also be called the Emperor's Sword!"
"But if I'm going to explain it properly..."
"..."
Han Su focused his attention. Rong Qiyue led him over to a canvas chair in the corner, and they sat down.
His secretary, a woman wearing black-rimmed glasses, brought over some coffee. Rong Qiyue suddenly had an idea. He handed Han Su a cup, took one for himself, and raised his eyebrows at him. "First, tell me what you think of my secretary."
"Hm?"
Han Su narrowed his eyes and sized up the secretary. His Mental Activity had increased considerably, and he could indeed sense many unusual things. There was certainly something strange about her.
"She can stop bullets, do paperwork, and, if she has enough energy, split herself apart."
Rong Qiyue said, "And on top of that, she has a special talent I rarely show people."
Han Su frowned. "What talent?"
Rong Qiyue immediately perked up. Seeing that nobody was paying attention to them, he called out, "Miss Sisi." The secretary took a step back and looked at him calmly, elegant and alluring.
Rong Qiyue snapped his fingers. The secretary stood perfectly still, but the black business-style stockings on her legs instantly turned white.
Han Su was dumbfounded. "?"
"Impressive, right?"
Rong Qiyue snapped again, and Miss Sisi's stockings turned black. Then, not quite satisfied, he snapped once more, and they turned white again.
Black stockings, white stockings...
He changed them several more times, then burst into laughter, looking