Translator: Pika

  The maid’s heart was pounding as Zu An held her in his embrace, so loudly that even Zu An could hear it.

  “Xiao Tuo, why are you so nervous?” Zu An suddenly knew why people loved having authority. Harassing those beneath you while being in a superior position, holding all the cards in your hands… This really was a pretty good feeling.

  “I’m not… I’m not nervous.” The maid said hurriedly, trying to explain her way out of it.

  Zu An almost laughed ou..