He was meticulous, but this "first" hurdle was already impassable.
Mai Mingle lowered her eyes, her gaze falling to the hem of her shirt.
She had to do something. Words alone wouldn't get her out of her current predicament.
Suppressing waves of anxiety, Mai Mingle gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "Alright. Let's confirm the first point, then."
The words had barely left her lips when she stuck her hands under the hem of her shirt, grabbed the fabric, and forcefully rolled it up. The shirt lifted to just below her chest, revealing a perfectly smooth, bare abdomen.
"W-wait a minute!" Fu Tailan jumped back as if someone had stepped on his foot, his eyes hastily averting. "You don't have to undress now—Remy!"
"Huh?" The female Hunter, the one with all the studs, was taken aback.
"Take her somewhere and check her," Fu Tailan said, turning his head to stare at the floor.
"It would be awkward for me, too!"
