When Song Xiao heard this voice, he was startled for a moment, then couldn’t help chuckling. ā€œGonggong, your voice has changed.ā€
ā€œ, why aren’t you hiding in dark places anymore?ā€ Seeing Dugu An, Cao Gonggong couldn’t help talking to him. In Great Yu in the past, Cao Gonggong had always known of the secret guards’ existence, and when he glanced at the ceiling beams occasionally, he would spot two of them. However, he rarely interacted with them. Thus, seeing a secret guard following behind the emperor so openly felt very rare.
ā€œA secret guard also needs to keep up with the times,ā€ Dugu An shot a glance at Cao Gonggong and replied expressionlessly.
Cao Gonggong: ā€œā€¦ā€
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Xiaoxiao: Gonggong also needs to keep up with the times?
Cao Gonggong: Of course, the competition in our profession is very bloody
Xiao An: As a trendsetting… grandpa