Under the enslave spell, Zinya had already told Tang Yue where her room was located and about everything else in the house.
So she walked around and casually strolled into one of the rooms.
Inside the room, however, Tang Yue was at a loss for words.
Things in the room were very messy compared to the rest of the house.
"Heh. So this Yana is also a slob! just like certain someone!" She chuckled.
Huh? Who is she talking about? Charlotte silently wondered.
But the little kid standing near them instantly reddened.
Damn it! This woman is making fun of me again! She has absolutely no fear towards me. He pouted.
Tang Yue was too busy to notice it though.
She ignored all the clothes haphazardly lying about and looked at the mountain of parchments in the corner of the room.
Heaps and heaps of parchments laid sprawled about with scribblings of blacksmithing notes on them.
Awww... I miss my dad too! ^-^