Yue Fuguang silently shook her head. She was still just an ordinary person after all, and her nearly six months of living as a "celestial lord" had not brought her much "celestial aura"!
Ultimately, she was just a special kind of corporate slave under the control of the main system!
Before Yue Fuguang could have any more thoughts, the group arrived at the entrance of the guesthouse.
From afar, Song Xingzhou, the head of the guesthouse, came out to greet them, bowed to the Crown Prince and Yue Fuguang, and said, "Your Highness, please come in, Junior Tutor. I have already ordered a group of people to wait in the courtyard."
Yue Fuguang nodded. "Thank you for your trouble, Lord Song."
This person also holds a position in the Ministry of Works, which is why Yue Fuguang remembers her. More importantly, this person also has a favorability rating of over 60.
Song Xingzhou was overjoyed to see that the Junior Tutor recognized him, and said with a smile, "It's all what I should do."
They were very attentive in leading people inside, explaining the situation of the guesthouse as they walked.
When Wei Shouyi saw that his life was being taken away and that the man surnamed Song didn't even acknowledge him, he immediately refused to accept it.
He followed the crowd and shouted, "Old Song, you didn't even say hello to me, Old Wei?"
Song Xingzhou said impatiently, "You come here every few days, you know this place better than your own home, do you need me to introduce it to you?"
The two were clearly old acquaintances, the kind of friends who would talk without any restraint.
"I already agreed with the Junior Tutor to help her choose people, so don't try to take it from me!"
Song Xingzhou scoffed, "Speaking of this, who knows better than me the backgrounds and skills of everyone in this guest house?"
He said with a look of disgust, "Just watch from the side, don't delay the Master's selection of people."
Wei Shouyi was very dissatisfied with his attitude and words, "I have fought against all the good fighters here, I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Song Xingzhou immediately interrupted, "I know, just two days ago you were pinned to the ground by Wang Qingxiao..."
Before he could even utter the word "friction," Wei Shouyi interrupted him, "Old Song, look, we've arrived. Enough with the small talk, let's get down to business."
Seeing Wei Shouyi's frustrated expression, the system burst into laughter and couldn't help but tease, "Master, was the word 'friction' that Lord Song didn't finish saying?"
Upon hearing the words of the divine artifact, a suspicious blush immediately appeared on Wei Shouyi's bronze face.
Yue Fuguang said, "General Wei may be a little weaker than the people here in one-on-one combat, but when it comes to the battlefield, these people are definitely no match for him."
Wei Shouyi nodded vigorously in his heart. Yes, yes, the Junior Tutor is right. When it comes to fighting, they can't compare to him.
Yue Fuguang and the Crown Prince stood side by side on the high platform, looking down at the hundred or so people standing neatly below.
There were men and women, all between their teens and thirties, and I nodded to myself.
Putting everything else aside, these people's mental state is quite good.
The men looked vigorous and strong, while the women were all radiant and upright, exuding a free and unrestrained spirit like women from the martial arts world.
Song Xingzhou must have given instructions before they arrived, which is why these people looked at her with such eagerness.
If they knew that Emperor Mingxi had granted her an official rank, these mostly commoners would probably be even more eager to see her.
She had originally intended to say that if anyone didn't want to follow her, they could leave first, and she promised not to blame them, but seeing their eager expressions, she saved herself the trouble.
Yue Fuguang suddenly became curious about what Song Xingzhou had said to them that made them have such expressions.
Song Xingzhou: The Junior Tutor is completely unaware of his position in the officialdom of Dayan. Those who are eager to obtain an official position have long heard of this new favorite.
Some people even went to 'bump into' him on his way to and from court, but unfortunately none of them succeeded.
Several members of the Guest Academy happened to be present during the two assassination attempts on the Junior Tutor, and even personally went to the scene to help the soldiers repel the enemy.
A few days ago, he only hinted that the Junior Tutor might come here to select guards, and on that very day, many people approached him, expressing their desire to participate in the selection.
These people have fought quite a few times in private to compete for these one hundred spots.
After scanning the entire room, Yue Fuguang said in a childish yet authoritative voice, "I suppose your Lord Song has already told you all the purpose of my trip."
This young master has many rules here. If you're naturally free-spirited and can't stand being constrained, you can leave now.
After waiting for half a minute and seeing that no one made a move, Yue Fuguang nodded like a little adult, "Very good. Since no one is withdrawing, the chosen one must abide by this young master's rules."
As she spoke, Yue Fuguang first looked at the twenty or thirty women at the front. Some were pretty, some were delicate, and there were even a few girls with ordinary faces who were not easy to remember.
"System, please sort these 100 people's favorability ratings from top to bottom."
[Will the host choose people based on their favorability rating?]
"That's natural. Martial arts skills are secondary. The most important thing for the people around me is 'loyalty.' Although goodwill doesn't necessarily equate to loyalty right now."
But we don't know these people well enough to know them all, so our level of goodwill is the best indicator. No matter how strong someone is, what use is he to me if I don't like him?
Looking at the sixty or seventy strong men behind him, Yue Fuguang noticed that they all looked very respectable. Wait, Yue Fuguang spotted a familiar face in the crowd.
Seeing that Yue Fuguang was just watching without making a move, Wei Shouyi couldn't help but lean closer and ask, "Young Master, would you like me to explain the origins of these people to you?"
Song Xingzhou was secretly annoyed to see that his job had been taken over by this fellow.
Yue Fuguang said, "Let me take a look at the list first."
He took the list handed to him by the Crown Prince and looked through it one by one. The background and special skills of the individuals were recorded in detail.
"How does the Junior Tutor plan to select people? Should they have a competition?" Wei Shouyi suggested, advocating that the true test be seen through their own abilities.
Yue Fuguang shook her head. "No need for that. I can just call people from the list."
As she spoke, she nodded to Song Xingzhou, who was a step behind them, and said, "I trust Lord Song's judgment of people. Now I'm just picking some that I find pleasing to the eye."
Song Xingzhou cupped his hands, his expression a mixture of fear and barely concealed excitement, "This humble official thanks you for your trust, Grand Tutor!"
The commotion on the stage naturally did not escape the eyes and ears of those below, who already knew that this Junior Tutor held a transcendent position in the Dayan officialdom.
Unexpectedly, seeing is believing. The seemingly invincible Lord Song, whom they regarded as the highest authority, not only had to be treated with utmost care by this person, but even the Crown Prince showed a subtle respect for him.
Knowing that this was an even more powerful patron than they had imagined, everyone was incredibly excited, and their spirits were even higher than when Yue Fuguang first arrived.
Looking at the flushed faces of the crowd below, Yue Fuguang nodded silently to himself and began to read out his name to the list, which was actually being read to the system panel.
"Shen Chunying, Shen Dongxue, Zhang Fang, Liu Wei, Xu Chunshan, Xu Xiaoman, Gao Zhifan,..." Yue Fuguang rattled off the names of twenty-six people in one breath, all of whom had a favorability rating of over forty.
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