What does it mean to dig a hole and jump in yourself?
Yang Ming found that the reasoning he used to persuade the Sherman family ended up being a pit he dug for himself.
The Sherman family's cunning old foxes are indeed hard to deal with.
Late at night, Yang Ming dismissed his combat maids and packed his travel luggage alone.
Lyu's miniature projection appeared beside him, muttering with arms crossed.
"What's wrong? Has something happened somewhere?"
"No, it's still quiet on Miss Hera's side. Although she hasn't responded to the Great Queen's summons, the Great Queen hasn't sent the Insect Swarm to find her either."
Lyu muttered,
"What I'm worried about now is your personal safety, boss... You're going to the New Federation? As the head of the investigation team? Isn't this like meat buns for dogs... Ahem, I mean, isn't this like a sheep entering a tiger's den?"
