Yun Chujiu looked at the seven clouds on Yun Qianhe’s clothes and then looked at her pitiful cloud. She immediately felt a little stifled.
However, the ball of Wool’s smug voice sounded in her spiritual sense. “Master, I’ve already knitted eight wool clouds for you. I’ll sew them up for You Tonight!
However, you have to take me to see my little Cutie!”
Yun chujiu said, “Get lost! Get as far away as you can!”
Yun Qianhe saw Yun Chujiu’s desolate look and was anxious. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. “Sister Jiu, I have an idea.
“Although you can’t accept the same mission as me, you can accept low-level missions. When we choose similar missions, I can accompany you to relax.
“However, you have to consult the family head first. He might not be willing to let you go out. After all, it’s still very dangerous outside.”
Although Yun Chujiu agreed on the surface, in her heart, she decided to secretly accept the mission and leave. Otherwise, Yun Yantian would definitely not let her go out.