When Guan Liang said nothing, Xianyu glanced unobtrusively at Hua.
This was a good chance to win over his successor.
He thought back over his work duties, embellished them a little, and quickly prepared what he would say.
With an expression of exasperated disappointment, Xianyu said earnestly to Guan Liang:
"Guan Liang, you must stop working overtime day and night. I told you, we now work four days and take three off on the Xianzhou, and only need to work four hours a day-"
He shook his head and sighed.
"See? Now your health has suffered, hasn't it?"
Guan Liang remained silent. His face flushed red as he raised a clenched fist and struck Xianyu at an extremely slow speed, neither particularly hard nor particularly lightly.
Xianyu slowly lowered his head. Then Guan Liang struck his chest with his fist again.
Was the Chief Strategist... trying to beat him up? That hardly felt like it.
Could the Chief Strategist's eyesight be failing with age? Was he trying to give him a fist bump rather than hit him?
Uh, that didn't look right either.
Xianyu simply could not figure it out.
Beside them, Hua looked at Guan Liang, then at Xianyu.
Understanding dawned on her, and she immediately returned the Fenghuang Down to Xianyu.
With her hands free, Hua pushed up her sleeves and nodded at Guan Liang.
"I get it. You want to beat him up, right? It's okay, I'll help you-"
Xianyu: "???"
He reacted swiftly. Just as Hua charged up to him and was about to punch, he scooped her up and slung her over his shoulder.
Xianyu ignored the little brat's frantic struggles and the occasional vicious punches she slipped in against his back.
He returned the Fenghuang Down to his System Inventory, then looked at Guan