She threw a glance at the handsome Black Falcon, who looked so similar to the overlord, as if they were cut from the same cloth. Her status had changed once again — apparently she'd gotten demoted, considering she had gone from being Di Mo's servant to being Black Falcon's chauffeur. Lily was afraid this meant she wouldn't be able to get close to Di Mo anymore and figure out where Misha was.
Numerous thoughts swirled around her mind, but before she could reach any sort of solution, Black Falcon decided to speak up: "Good. I'm traveling into hostile territory pretty often these days so I'll definitely be able to make use of your driving skills to get away from situations."
Lily clutched her chest with one hand and adopted a sorrowful look on her face. "I'm not well yet," she said to Di Mo mournfully. "My wound still hurts."
