Yang Ming shifted his position slightly.
Luckily, the large bed was spacious enough to avoid physical contact.
Yang Ming picked up a virtual book, trying to focus on reading. After a few minutes, he decided to try something else.
Conversation.
"How did your father react?"
Daphne asked softly, "React to what?"
Yang Ming spoke without looking up, "The insect swarm, the Emperor Star Mecha, and me."
Daphne sighed lightly.
"Regarding the Emperor Star Mecha, my father is probably aware, but he's somewhat displeased now."
"Displeased?"
"Yes," Daphne said, "The Emperor Guard System went too far, for my father, it was excessive."
"Oh?" Yang Ming looked over curiously, "What do you mean?"
"At the time, she directly issued an order for my father to leave the Imperial Palace. My father had to execute her command without any gentle phrasing."
Daphne slightly pursed her lips:
