Yang Ming closed the door and couldn't help but chuckle.
Hmm, his security detail members always wearing various maid outfits was a bit unserious; later they'd be given some uniforms, perhaps magical girl warrior outfits, female Ultraman suits, or Spider-Woman costumes, to truly highlight a completely different vibe.
Daphne snorted, her pretty face visibly turning a bit cold, crossing her arms as she stared at Yang Ming.
"You're really not going to do anything to me?"
Yang Ming picked at his nose: "Haven't you also done nothing to me?"
Daphne snorted: "Shouldn't it be the man's role to lead? Especially someone as experienced in relationships and gender dynamics as you."
"Oh, my heavens," Yang Ming spread his hands and shrugged, "The civilization level inside the Empire is averaging 2.6 now, how are you still holding such outdated notions? We're equals, Daphne. If you need something, you should tell me and wait for my consent before making a move!"
