Mu Gaoyi leaned closer to the two of them, his eyes gleaming mischievously, and said, "With our general's abilities, getting an invitation by secret means would be a piece of cake."
Shi Hetong retorted in a low voice, "But this is Julu Kingdom. The organizer is Gongshu Family of Beiyuan Kingdom, and there are also renowned families from the seven kingdoms invited to participate in the selection. The defenses are very tight. Do you think our general can get the invitations without anyone noticing?"
"Then tell me, where did this invitation come from?" Mu Gaoyi asked him, arms crossed.
Shi Hetong could only make a reasonable guess: "Perhaps one of the invited craftsmen suddenly didn't want to go and sent the invitation to the general instead..."
Mu Gaoyi found it amusing: "Our general would never do such a thing as coercing others. You underestimate our general. The Jichun Craftsmen's Gathering arranged by the Gongshu family is indeed not simple, but if our general takes action, is there anything we can't get?"
In short, they were talking about how these representatives of Ye State either stole or forcibly gained entry into the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild. Zheng Quchi indicated that he understood.
Seeing that Mu Gaoyi was unconvincing and blindly confident, Shi Hetong stopped arguing with him and simply turned away.
"Ah Qing, you be the judge. The Gongshu family is known as the strongest in the seven kingdoms in terms of mechanical manufacturing. This is a fact recognized by all seven kingdoms. Do you think that with individual ability, even if one can fly over rooftops and walk on walls, one can break through layers of defensive mechanisms?"
"That's right, Aqing, tell me, do you think our general is more capable, or is Gongshu Jiruo more skilled?"
Hey, what are you two doing?
They're dumping this troublesome matter on her for judgment—are they deliberately trying to bury her alive?
Zheng Quchi secretly glanced at Yuwen Sheng in front of him.
Their procession was the most eye-catching, firstly because of its large number of people, and secondly because they were escorting a bulky vehicle completely covered in black cloth.
Secondly, there's Yuwen Sheng, who's dressed very elegantly today.
As the weather warmed, he wore a dark green robe that accentuated his fair complexion. The robe was embroidered with double lines, the exquisite embroidery creating a vibrant and colorful effect, like a cluster of flowers swaying in the spring breeze. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, exuding an elegant and refined air.
In addition, his face, even with his eyes covered, still drew frequent glances from passersby.
She didn't understand why he dressed so flamboyantly today. He had just changed his clothes this morning, and she thought she had seen a male peacock with vibrant green plumage.
To be honest, he did look good in that outfit, and it was also very effective at misleading people.
After all, who would have thought that the infamous and feared "Living Yama" of Ye Kingdom would be this sickly, blind man with his peacock-like tail feathers spread out?
Compared to her, she looked much more shabby, wearing coarse linen clothes and cloth shoes, a cloth belt around her waist, a bag of tools on her back, a small bag of things slung across her waist, and her hair was a messy, tangled mess on her head...
Given their vastly different backgrounds, if anyone could guess that they were a couple, Zheng Quchi's name would be reversed!
"Aqing, what are you thinking about? Tell me quickly."
Seeing that her eyes were unfocused and vacant, Mu Gaoyi knew she was daydreaming and quickly tried to bring her back to her senses.
Zheng Quchi met two pairs of relentless eyes and knew he couldn't avoid them, so he could only try to brush it off for now: "I don't need to think about it, you can just think about it yourselves."
These two probably don't know that martial artists have exceptional hearing. Although the three of them are ordinary people with slow legs, barely able to keep up with the rest of the group like snails, who knows if Yuwen Sheng was eavesdropping at that moment.
"No, we can't reach a conclusion by arguing. You can give a fair and impartial opinion."
“Yeah, we’ll be bored on the way up the mountain anyway, so tell me quickly.”
Seeing that the two insisted on getting an answer from her, Zheng Quchi could only think about it for the sake of peace and quiet.
As they stared intently at her, expecting her to deliver some enlightening speech, she suddenly seemed to give up, as if she didn't care who it was.
“I think there’s no comparison between these two people you’ve put in front of me. No matter how good Gongshu is, it has little to do with us. It’s said that Gongshu’s family is richer than a country, but do we need his money? No matter how... no matter how you look at the general, he’s not well-liked by the people of the seven kingdoms, but he is closely related to us. I will definitely support my own people.”
They were taken aback when they heard this.
I originally wanted her to give a fair and impartial evaluation, but to my surprise, she immediately adopted a biased attitude, as if to say, "So what if I'm being biased?"
Shi Hetong and Mu Gaoyi's thoughts were also swayed by her, and they all had a look on their faces that said, "Holy crap, I heard an incredible secret."
"I never imagined... even the general is one of your own people?"
Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong were both stunned.
Upon realizing they had misunderstood her words—well, not exactly a misunderstanding, but that wasn't what she meant—Zheng Quchi opened her mouth weakly and said, "No..."
“I’m telling you, if the three of you were talking any louder, people for miles around would probably be able to hear you.”
Wei Yao walked over and made a joke (a warning) to them, which immediately silenced the three of them.
Wei Yao gave Zheng Quchi a look, as if she was having a hard time suppressing her laughter.
Ahead, Yuwen Sheng turned his gaze back with satisfaction. The smile in his eyes had not yet faded, and he murmured the words "one of our own" that Zheng Quchi had said, and then laughed silently with pleasure.
Seeing this, Wang Zebang and Fu Rong both kept their eyes straight ahead, pretending to be deaf and blind, completely oblivious to the unseen display of affection from this couple.
After Wei Yao left, Mu Gaoyi grabbed Shi Hetong's arm and whispered regretfully, "How could they hear us when we were speaking so softly?!"
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