"Mr. Yan Huan, I think you've misunderstood," Phainon said with a faint smile.
Castorice stepped forward. "I meant that I'd accompany you."
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Yan Huan narrowed his eyes and studied her face, searching for any hint of mockery.
"If we can put aside our differences, I wouldn't mind spending time together."
"Besides... my touch doesn't affect you, Mr. Yan Huan, does it?"
"So you mean teaming up? Why make it sound so misleading?"
Yan Huan folded his arms and said seriously:
"You'd better not be planning to keep an eye on me."
"I'm not. I trust you both." Castorice placed a hand over her chest, her expression earnest.
"You have no reason to harm Okhema."
"We do now," Yan Huan pointed out.
"Aglaea just tried to kill us. It'd be perfectly reasonable for us to retaliate, wouldn't it?"
"Please don't joke about that." Phainon sounded certain. "You're both heroes. Even if you're upset, you wouldn't take it out on innocent people."
"And the point of this arrangement is to help you and the Chrysos Heirs put your differences behind you."
"Of course, Mr. Dan Heng will have a companion too."
"?" Dan Heng's gaze settled on Phainon. "I don't want to act alongside anyone but The Nameless, or deliberately cultivate a friendship."
"I see." Phainon scratched his head, looking embarrassed.
"I'd hoped to introduce you to Mydei. If you sparred regularly, you might get along quite well."
"Then it's settled. Castorice will serve as Mr. Yan Huan's escort, and the two of them can get to know each other."
"Of course, the Chrysos Heirs will cover anything you spend in Okhma City. Just have Castorice keep track of it."
"What do you think?"
The Express Crew wasn't particularly interested in the compensation Phainon and Castorice had offered.
Yan Huan had