"How is it?"
"It's alright," Mimili smiled, "You can give your employees a sense of security, and you're generous enough not to be stingy, which would make people feel unmotivated. Your followers, including me, understand the extra burden you bear."
"Thank you."
A warm current surged in Yang Ming's heart, and the two locked eyes, slowly kissing each other.
"Hanton..."
"Hmm?"
"There's a saying in our industry, the more you carry, the slower you walk. Why worry about things that haven't happened yet? Even if it's a problem that will inevitably appear in the future, that's still in the future, isn't it?"
"Hmm," Yang Ming chuckled, holding her soft body in his arms, his chin gently rubbing against her hair, his gaze growing distant.
Indeed, these are matters to worry about in the future.
The powerful Empire is still an obstacle for Wind-Dark Star. If his mother planet passes the assessment and is handed over to the Empire, it's not the best option.
