Jiang Changbai merely took it as Song Juguang being in jest, and didn't reply, lowering her head to flip through the memorials on the desk. Song Juguang, seeing Jiang Changbai hadn't replied, raised her brows and walked behind her, her fingers inexplicably landing on the spot between her shoulders and neck. Jiang Changbai, seeing Song Juguang had come over, didn't bat an eyelid, pulling out the other memorial, spreading it across the desktop. By the time she sensed a chill at her neck, what was spread on desk was once more the list of names that the Ministry of Appointments had sent. Song Juguang, seeing her motions, didn't say anything, rather saying, "Does Bixia have a headache over this? Out of this many people, there isn't a single one who's useful?" Jiang Changbai nodded somewhat stiffly. "Not a one of them has any major skills, but their relations aren't insignificant. Even if one of them were placed to be used, after a while, I'd s...