Lin Damei grabbed Bu Fang by his shoulder and pulled him out of the hall.
The Vermillion Robe on Bu Fang's body calmed down, resuming its red-and-white color. The flaming wings behind him subsided and vanished as well.
Lin Damei retracted her hand. With an awkward face, she studied Bu Fang from head to toe. "Man, your name is Bu Fang, right?"
Bu Fang nodded.
If it were possible, Bu Fang hoped that these women would call him by his name. He felt awkward when they referred to him as 'man.'
"Good, I'll just call you 'man' from now on…" Lin Damei grinned.
Bu Fang was speechless.
"Alright, no more joking. Since you've accepted Her Majesty's request, do your best to fulfill it. Anyway, my advice to you is… know your strength." While talking, she walked outside the palace.
Bu Fang furrowed his brows and followed her.
