"Why kill the ancient warrior? Why can't I recruit him to be my retainer?"
Grayson Ying's head was not fully awake yet. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, muttered, and yawned with his hand covering his mouth.
Yawning is contagious, and Guiguzi, who was dressed in black and had a serious face, raised his hands over his chest and opened his mouth slightly. When he realized what was happening, he immediately let go of his hands and closed his mouth.
"Your Majesty, it's already past noon. Can you please pack up a bit before setting out?"
Guiguzi couldn't continue.
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