The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

Actually, Enya had been in a bad mood these past few days.

Both Lister and Arthur, those two ugly guys, had feminized, and even Kavensis that dead ghost had undergone reincarnation from the purgatory. Why wouldn't her own young master join the fray?

He would definitely outshine everyone.

Kavensis, Yue'er, and all those long days, they would all have to stand back.

By then, she would establish a little star fan club.

But no matter how Enya tried to coax him over the past half-month, An Su remained unmoved.

After all, it was his master's decision, and as a maid, she couldn't interfere, so it would forever remain just a wishful thinking.

With a heart full of dissatisfaction, Enya placed the fan letters from all over on the table.
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This invasion of idol culture, akin to an Evil God, made the most devout and obsessed believers the most susceptible to falling into it.

Fanatical fans wrote to their idols every day.

These guys had taken their idols as objects of spiritual reliance, pouring out life's troubles, work pressure, or making hysterical declarations of love in their letters.

They treated the mailbox of the Border Girl Group as if it were the confession booth of a church, stuffing it with all sorts of shameful private secrets.

One of Arthur and Lister's daily amusements was to share and read aloud these lower-class fans' embarrassing letters.

Whenever they were in a bad mood, just reading these guys' letters would lighten their spirits.

Faced with unprecedented difficulties this time, Arthur and Lister also started to look at fan letters to ease their anxious minds.

"Look at what this guy wrote in his letter, he's thirty years old, claiming to be from the Alchemical Church, went mad with alchemy, planning to start transmuting copper."

Arthur began to loudly share the day's amusement.

"This priest from the Radiant Holy See is no better, claiming to have suffered workplace violence, his immediate superior was promoted to the head of the Radiant, and now they are forcing them all to shave their heads."

"This one from the Druid Court is heavy-duty, too, at forty years old, wanting to buy the socks I wore, hoping to extract microbes from them, cultivate a forest reminiscent of Miss Yangzi's scent, to console his lonely heart. He thinks he can trick me into meeting him, how low-class."

"Your stories are nothing compared to mine."

Lister, too, calmly pushed up his glasses, picking up a letter, "This fan even boasts that he's an undercover from the Life Ecclesia, claiming that lying low in the imperial capital is putting too much pressure on him, who is he kidding?"

"Who doesn't have those? I received one before."

Arthur raised an eyebrow disdainfully, pulling out a letter from a drawer,

"This guy also says he's from the Painful Court, calls himself Assyria.Xius."

"Being ridiculed by his companions as 'Snake of the Devouring Shit Realm' has left him frustrated and unhappy, and he wants to meet the real me offline. Just full of hot air, obviously a made-up story to draw attention."

These kinds of private fans, Lister and Arthur had seen plenty of them, and there was nothing new.

An Su stared at the two of them, blinking his eyes and falling into silence.

He, on behalf of Kavensis, also received a fan letter from the Knights, claiming that they came in chaos, mentioning that their Holy Maiden was obsessed with doing '100 Questions of the Radiant Holy See,' saying this was to know your enemies and win every battle....

An Su closed the letter, plunging into thought once more.

The three of them were fraudsters, but somehow, they had managed to achieve an unexpected merit.

Could there actually be an accidental gain from this?

"Set up a meeting with these three."

An Su said, seeing an opportunity knocking at the door.

The dim morning light penetrated through the window lattice and cast upon his cheek, rendering the smile at the corner of An Su's mouth dark and uncertain, quite mysterious.

"Arrange it for an uninhabited alley at night."

Upon hearing An Su's words, Lister and Arthur remained expressionless, firmly expressing their refusal:

"Brother Su, we haven't failed our exams yet, so we're not considering selling ourselves."