"Thank you, little brother!" Zhao Erbiao bowed to Song.
Then he turned to Mu Shuangshuang and said, "Da Niu, follow Song and do what you need to do. Once your own matter is settled, rejoin us so we can head Northwest on the escort mission together!
This trip wouldn't be half as exciting without your cheeky antics, kid. Honestly, I wouldn't be interested in taking on this escort mission without you!"
Zhao Erbiao openly expressed his fondness for Mu Shuangshuang in front of Song.
On one hand, it was genuine sentiment.
On the other, he hoped Song would treat her well.
"Brother Zhao, since you're here, why not join us for lunch today?" suggested Song.
"Alright! But I've heard your wife can't cook. Did you get the kitchen sorted?" Zhao Erbiao asked casually.
Song looked a bit embarrassed and shook his head, "She did bring along a maid, but unfortunately, she's no good at cooking either!
