"Open the door."
"There's no need to report my visit to the First Legion to Major General Su."
"I'll explain it to him myself later."
With a slight lift of her chin, Yu Lan gestured for the nearby guards to use their internal military clearance and open Su Xingye's door for her.
The Empress's command was absolute.
Besides, Yu Lan was Su Xingye's Female Master. Worried about Major General Su in the summer heat, she had made a special trip just to bring him some supplies.
Without a moment's hesitation, a guard quickly tapped on the control panel. The next second, the sealed door slid open.
Yu Lan strolled inside gracefully.
Su Xingye's room was just like the man himself: clean, tidy, and exuding a cold, detached air.
The quilt on the bed was folded into a perfect square, military-style, giving off a stern and rigid air.
