Perhaps because of their intimate contact, the aloof and noble Phoebe now often blushed when facing Han Shuo, and her attitude toward him had changed enormously.
Women were like that. Before opening their hearts, they always had all sorts of reservations and restraint, but once they had chosen someone and entrusted their hearts to him, they would involuntarily let the man take the lead. Even a strong woman like Phoebe, a Sword Master, was no exception.
"Tell me, how did you know I was staying here, and what did you sneak in for?" Leaning against Han Shuo's broad chest, Phoebe tilted her head up and smiled at him as she asked.
Taking a deep breath, Han Shuo stilled his wandering hands and feet. Frowning, he described what had happened to Phoebe, but said nothing about certain sensitive matters. He did not go into detail about either his identity after joining Dark Curtain or the Calamity Church's involvement.
"When you were transporting this batch of equipment, did you know exactly what was loaded inside?" Han Shuo looked at Phoebe and asked solemnly.
Phoebe shook her head, her delicate brows drawing together slightly. "No. In our line of work, we sometimes have to take risks without knowing anything. I simply never expected this matter to have such far-reaching implications."
Knowing that Phoebe had been unaware truly relieved Han Shuo. After a moment's consideration, he told her, "The commander of the Griffin Legion intends to rebel. For the safety of the Buster Trading Company, you must cooperate with us. Otherwise, once the Empire's higher-ups learn that your Buster Trading Company helped with this operation, I'm afraid your company will face immeasurable danger, no matter how extensive its connections."
Phoebe nodded in understanding, hugged Han Shuo, and said with a soft laugh, "Then we'll