Just now, she realized that he wasn't actually made of bronze and iron; he was also a human being, someone who could bleed, get hurt, and feel pain.
Now, she has discovered that behind the scenes, which others cannot see, he has truly endured and carried a great deal of burdens.
Thinking about it this way, her arrogance vanished completely. She scratched her head and said, "I don't know your situation, so I have no right to interfere with your decision. I stopped you abruptly just now because I felt that you were executing an assassin in someone else's temple, which was a bit of a taboo on their territory."
One cannot truly be without any taboos in one's heart.
Yuwen Sheng extended a jade-white finger and gently rubbed her cheek: "What you said makes sense. I have never believed in gods or Buddhas, but I... will do as you say."
He waved his hand, and a man in black appeared and took the assassin away from the ground.
Before leaving, he even sprinkled some powder on the bloodstains on the ground, rubbed them with the soles of his feet, and only after confirming that there was nothing unusual around did he carry the person away.
Zheng Quchi covered his face, which had been groped, and his attention was immediately drawn to the men in black.
What is meant by "professional"?
That's it!
Swift and decisive in action, twice as efficient in handling affairs—could this be the legendary… secret guard?
In the world that belongs to Yuwen Sheng and his group, Zheng Quchi is like a blind man feeling an elephant. Fortunately, she is a science student, not a sentimental and sensitive liberal arts student, and does not have the extra mind or time to feel about human nature and ponder the passing of time.
She always viewed things from a rational perspective, piecing together bits and pieces of information, but even from these fragments, she felt there was bloodshed and danger lurking everywhere.
She reminded herself again and again that this was no longer her original world. There were no police officers to maintain social order here, nor was it a peaceful world with an extremely low crime rate.
War, chaos, conspiracies and intrigues—a vortex of crises she could never have imagined was gradually brewing and drawing near.
She patted her cheeks, perked up, and looked up, saying, "Oh, right, I came to tell you that the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild has started. Would you like to come with me to take a look and see if there's anything that interests you? Also, who should we vote for with this Spring Reward Silver Coin?"
Yuwen Sheng's gaze swept across her hairline, flickered for a moment, then he looked away nonchalantly: "Aren't you going to use your own Panlong Carriage?"
"No need," she said with a good attitude. "I'm confident I'll be shortlisted. Besides, if no one appreciates it, what difference does it make if I get one more or one less?"
Yuwen Sheng pondered for a moment and said, "You go with Mu Gaoyi and the others to take a look. I didn't fancy anything, so you can decide what to do with this spring reward silver coin."
What does he mean by not going with her?
He had said before that he wanted her to stay by his side at all times, and although she hadn't agreed, now, ever since he entered Wujue Temple, it seemed like he was deliberately keeping his distance from her.
She was a little confused about his thoughts, but since he refused, she didn't press the matter: "Alright then, it's starting over there, I'll go over now."
After Zheng Quchi left, Yuwen Sheng sat down in the pavilion again. He took off his gloves and fiddled with a teacup. The freshly brewed tea in the cup rippled and shimmered as the cup was shaken.
"Gongshu Jiruo... It's no use playing these tricks on me. The game between us has only just begun."
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Back at the venue, Zheng Quchi did not browse the exquisite works of art on the antique shelves, but instead went to the large machinery area to watch them.
She walked and stopped along the way, and there were people everywhere, but she noticed that there was one spot that was particularly crowded. Even though it was packed to the brim, people were still trying to squeeze in, as if they had to get a closer look.
This piqued her curiosity, and she followed the crowd.
"Hey sir, what's that displayed in front of you?"
She casually asked a person who had been standing nearby for a long time.
The man peered inside, was tapped on the shoulder, and turned to look at her.
"How was I supposed to know? After waiting for so long, these people are still crowding around and watching, not one of them is leaving. I still haven't managed to squeeze in!"
Upon hearing this, Zheng Quchi became even more excited.
"Really? Are you here to see something new or to see a treasure?"
"It might really be a rare find. I saw earlier that quite a few merchants had already invested their spring reward money, and the rest of the people were standing around hesitating because they weren't sure if it was as good as their craftsmen said."
"What kind of artwork is this? I have to squeeze in and take a look."
Zheng Quchi was itching to try it herself, so she started to exert her strength into the crowd. She was strong, and she was sure she could squeeze through that wall of people.
But at that moment, Runtu grabbed her shoulder from behind, stopping her from acting rashly.
"Don't hold me back! I need to go inside and take a look!"
Runtu's usually indifferent expression turned somewhat helpless at this moment: "You really don't recognize who's occupied this space for their exhibition?"
After hearing what he said, Zheng Quchi also felt a sense of familiarity: "The surrounding areas are all very similar. When there are many people, I..."
Suddenly, she stood on tiptoe and looked around. Then she heard Runtu shout loudly, "Mu Gaoyi, Shi Hetong, come out and greet Aqing!"
The sound was quite loud. Apart from Mu Gaoyi and his group who were surrounded in the inner circle, everyone around them turned around in surprise to look at Runtu and Zheng Quchi.
But this frozen gaze didn't last long. Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong emerged from inside, and when they saw Zheng Quchi, their eyes widened as if they were drunk, their faces flushed and glowing.
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