章 809: Farewell

As she slumped down on the couch, a surge of exhaustion washed over her like a dark wave. 

Lin Sanjiu took the [Mask] off, and the appearance of the man sizzled away from her face. She took a long breath and set her foot on top of the table. The men's trousers she was wearing sagged loosely. 

She knew there was no point in getting angry at a system, but she couldn't help but feel slightly resistant when she greeted Silas. 'She welcomed me warmly every time, how could she delete my authority right away once I was gone?' 

"Hey, fetch me something to drink," she commanded indignantly while rubbing her neck. 

Yu Yuan nestled into the other side of the couch, glancing at her. After spending nearly ten hours in the narrow pilot's seat, he ended up walking like an old man suffering from sciatica when he stepped out of the aircraft.

"Hey, did you hear me?" Lin Sanjiu threw her head back and shouted again. 

"Er, Erm… You have to say its name."