Yolanda's beautiful purple eyes widened. "Huh? Brother... you need my cooperation?"
Westheid: "Of course. You're the most suitable person."
Hearing this, Yolanda pressed her lips together. After a long moment, she seemed to make up her mind and replied:
"For the sake of our family's revival, this is my duty. Bro... Brother, when do you plan to start? I need to clear my schedule."
Westheid took off his outer coat directly. "We can start the preliminary work right now."
"R-Right now? In front of our ancestor? In the Holy Land?!"
A blush instantly spread across Yolanda's pretty, fairy-like face. She looked at Westheid and the Pure Holy Spirit.
The former nonchalantly revealed his muscular, masculine torso, while the latter suddenly perked up, sitting ramrod straight and watching her with sparkling eyes.
Based on her understanding of her brother, this was indeed something Westheid was capable of doing.
