Zhong Ling felt extremely reserved sitting inside the Guardian Beast Vehicle. Having been born in the Lower City District, this was her first time facing such important people.
Lin Zhuo might have seemed carefree, but she was actually very perceptive.
Noticing Zhong Ling's unease, Lin Zhuo pulled out a bag of dried apricots and offered it to her before turning to Zhong Yi and Zhong Ling to make a snarky remark.
"This carriage is so long, but it's only a little over three meters high. From the outside, the whole Guardian Beast Carriage looks a bit like a coffin on its side."
"Ah Tao has terrible taste. If you ask me, Guardian Beast Carriages should be built taller."
Zhong Ling had only been feeling reserved, but after hearing Lin Zhuo's comment, she glanced at Wen Tao sitting beside them and quickly lowered her head.
Though young, Zhong Ling had worked as a clerk in a Guardian Beast Shop for years, so her emotional intelligence was quite high.
