Xiao He's lips twitched; he had to admire Yang Xing's imagination.

"When you're really out of ideas, just scare them a few times, and they'll believe you!"

Yang Xing raised his eyebrows with a smug look on his face, as if he greatly admired his own intelligence.

"Sure!" Xiao He looked at himself in the mirror and found it inexplicably amusing.

The young apprentices standing nearby stared blankly at the handsome figure, their faces flushing slightly if they weren't careful.

"I'll install a voice changer for you then, perfect male attire!"

As Yang Xing spoke, he slapped his thigh, seemingly already imagining her "doing bad things anonymously."

Xiao He didn't say anything more, but gave a thumbs up and silently saved the image in the system's outfit.

"OK! I'm taking my men and leaving then! Have a safe trip tomorrow!"

After saying that, Yang Xing closed his laptop and led his team away with the same nonchalant air he had when he arrived.

Xiao He stood outside the door, watching them board Yang Xing's airship, waving goodbye as if to send them off.

The platform outside the door is a fan-shaped structure with an angle of less than 90 degrees.

The area is not particularly large, only enough to accommodate a small to medium-sized airship, and beyond that is a hundred meters above the ground.

Xiao He stepped out of the door and closed it behind him.

I walked around the platform, still seemingly trying to adapt to my two-meter height.

There is an open-air staircase next to the platform that leads directly to the rooftop garden.

She remembered that she had some leftover steamed buns from breakfast in her backpack, which would be perfect for lunch, so she went up the stairs to the rooftop.

[Wang Xuefeng: Have you eaten?]

[Xiao He: Preparing]

[Wang Xuefeng: Don't eat yet, wait for me, I brought you something delicious!]