"Master, are we gonna take this mission?" Zhou Yingxue asked. Now that there was a mission, it was no longer up to her to decide whether to accept it or not. After all, Ren Xiaosu was the one mainly responsible for conducting them.
In the end, Ren Xiaosu looked at Zhou Yingxue. "It's still very democratic between us. Do you wanna accept it?"
Zhou Yingxue said, "I feel that even though this mission is simple, since it's only to escort a female singer, the duration of the mission is too long. She's gonna pass through more than 30 strongholds, and it wasn't specified how many concerts she would be holding. During that long duration, it'd be enough for us to complete several other missions."
Ren Xiaosu nodded. "Then let's accept it!"
All of a sudden, Zhou Yingxue was dumbfounded. 'Master, do you not understand human language? Isn't it obvious that I don't want to accept it!'
Zhou Yingxue said, "Master, I would like to rest for a while longer."