Sleepiness was brimming in her voice.

She was deliberately tormenting him.

Arnold Simmons knew it, yet he still obediently backed away, reaching out to gently rub her soft black hair, "Go to sleep, I am watching over you."

Hannah noticed the blush on Arnold’s earlobe and the suppressed emotion in his eyes.

Then she obediently closed her eyes, leaning towards Arnold’s chest, "I am going to sleep now."

Her saying this made Arnold have no choice but to look down at her once more.

Her quiet, soft cheeks and the overly bright tint of her lips were like she had just applied rouge.

"Mm, sleep."

Arnold Simmons, his heart in disarray, simply closed his eyes as well.

After what may have been a few minutes, a faint rustling sounded by his ear.

Before Arnold had time to open his eyes, there was a warmth on his cheek.

Hannah pecked lightly like a small bird, then hurriedly lay back down in her original position.

"I am asleep now, really asleep this time."

She obediently closed her eyes, holding onto Arnold’s hand.

Arnold opened his eyes a moment too late, still feeling the lingering warmth on his cheek, and his lips curved into a smile.

On the day Hannah left the Lost Domain, she sent a message to the wanderer’s camp.

Nicholas, who had been keeping watch, was the first to receive the message, then with one strong kick, he woke up Sixth Hoffman, who was snoring thunderously against a rock.

Sixth Hoffman, still stunned, stood brandishing his weapon and shouted, "Who’s there! Who dares mess with your grandpa? Looking for trouble, are you?"

The commotion awoke others in the vicinity as well.

These wanderers, accustomed to resting under the sky, on the earth, slept wherever there was flat ground, never picky.

Gregory Lawrence, having spent time with them, had adopted this habit as well.

At that moment, he too was shouting, "What’s happening, what’s happening, is it an attack from the Empire?"

Nicholas, looking at Gregory and Sixth Hoffman, sighed heavily, "The boss sent a message, she’s on her way back."

Sixth Hoffman scratched his beard, although he was thrilled inside, he couldn’t show it—especially in front of the newcomer Gregory, as it would seem too unrestrained.

So he just nodded and feigned calmness, praising, "The boss truly lived up to my expectations."

"Lived up to my expectations", an idiom learned from Qingyu School, rather bookish, but it felt quite good to use.

Nicholas slapped him immediately, "Lived up to your expectations? Think you’re the boss?"

Sixth Hoffman glared, "Don’t talk nonsense! I’m incredibly respectful of the boss, never thought of replacing her!"

Nicholas had no more desire to engage with him.

Gregory, on the other hand, was brimming with excitement, pulling at a passerby named Barrenness to speak, "Barrenness, did you know, Hannah’s coming back, she actually made it out of the Lost Domain!"

Not mad, nor foolish.

Barrenness showed little expression, only his gaze shifted slightly, his voice calm, "I heard."

He could remain calm, but Gregory could not.

"No, no, this won’t do, when Hannah returns I definitely have to ask her what the Lost Domain is like. Best if she can draw a map, even better a colored one. One of those could sell for at least a hundred gold coins each—just to those exploration teams..."

Gregory rambled on, beginning to calculate.

From one hundred to several millions, leaving Sixth Hoffman beside him bewildered.

"We can make that much?"

Gregory, using mental math, "Of course, do you know how popular the Lost Domain is? So many people want to go but are scared because they worry about getting lost. If we can get a hold of these firsthand maps, then..."