"Aha, hahaha..."
Motan, who was inexplicably kicked, touched the tip of his nose. He thought if he considered it slightly, he could guess the reason, but wisely chose to give up thinking after careful consideration.
"You fool."
Yu Chen, blushing, glared at Motan lightly, spent several seconds calming down her emotions, and then coughed softly, "Well, thanks for your hard work~"
Motan blinked in confusion, unable to react for a moment, "Eh?"
"I said, thanks for your hard work!"
Yu Chen stared at the slightly fatigued, albeit decent-looking face with some confusion in front of her. She softly repeated herself, then chuckled, "I've heard, oh, that these past few months have been tough for you, right? Just after arriving in Sumer, something like that happened, and recently, under a lot of pressure, you won that battle."
