Fu Xuan's Ultimate Weapon: Medicated Oil (Continued)

But if they dealt with it, one misstep could turn it into a massive diplomatic incident.

"What are you thinking about?"

"...I think Qingque might actually be very suited to being a general."

"—Huh?"

Fu Xuan made a deeply displeased sound.

"What do you mean Qingque is more suitable than me?"

"I didn't say 'more suitable than you.' Don't make things up in your head." Yueyu rubbed her forehead.

It had to be said, if Qingque became a general... Yueyu felt the Xianzhou might gain another long-lived general on Huaiyan's level.

Feixiao had long told Yueyu about her choice for the next general.

Well, Qingque thought Feixiao had been joking, but Feixiao had not been.

As a pure-blooded Xianzhou native, Qingque was somewhat unsuited to Yaoguang's unspoken rules. But Yaoguang truly needed an "old immortal" to hold the fort now. The generals changed too quickly, and some policies changed just as fast.

You couldn't expect Feixiao's political abilities to match Yueyu's. The decrees Yueyu could handle were genuinely beyond Feixiao.

"You stared at me for ages, then said that. Do you think I'd believe you?"

Fu Xuan's eye twitched, her tone carrying a hint of irritation.

Don't think you can fool me just because you're a martyr!

Yueyu fell silent. She began wondering whether Jing Yuan knew Qingque.

...Oh, no, that was right. According to Feixiao, Jing Yuan had a disciple now too.

Then...

"...Why are you looking at me with pity?"

Fu Xuan felt Yueyu was going too far.

Meanwhile, Yueyu felt Fu Xuan was far too slow on the uptake in this regard.

"Would Lady Fu consider getting a little closer to Lord Liu Bai?"

"Him?" Fu Xuan raised a brow as dark, thick memories flooded into her mind.

...Why did people like them have to bring this