"What kind of urgent report is this? Russians coming to our Xia Country for proctology and contributing to GDP isn't good?"
Ansheng scanned around, ensuring no one was nearby or observing, then sarcastically remarked.
When he heard "Imperial Capital urgent report," Ansheng almost thought the Immortals were coming to fight him or lure him into an ambush, banishing him to a high-dimensional space for a decade or so...
After speaking, still feeling unsatisfied, Ansheng raised his paw to pat the head of the girl who brought the news.
"Huh? There's even a reward section?"
The girl's expression froze, feeling Master Fuli's little hand rubbing her head, but she quickly snapped out of it, not succumbing to Master Fuli's charm, and said:
"Of course, their GDP increase is a good thing, but now Russia is in chaos, and those things you sent there haven't been retrieved; they're all loyally doing their duties..."
