For some reason, King Yan's calmness made my heart tremble.
He did not seem to take us seriously at all.
Yet his gaze kept drifting toward the Embroidery Woman, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes. He was probably unsure whether the person we had brought back was real. I could not help thinking of the method Xu Qiuyan's mother had suggested before—finding a fake Xu Qiuyan to disrupt King Yan's thoughts before taking the chance to strike. But would that method really work? It probably could not fool King Yan at all, because I could already see suspicion in his eyes.
That was fine too. If he suspected that the Embroidery Woman we had brought was fake, he would definitely lower his guard. Even if he remained wary, he would only guard against us launching a sudden attack. He would never imagine that this Embroidery Woman could weaken his strength.
Xu Qiuyan was still arguing with her mother. She did not believe her mother's words and kept asking me, "Do you believe everything she said?"
This was obviously not an easy question. No matter how I answered, it seemed wrong.
If I said I believed her, even I would feel like I was lying. If I said I did not, this was clearly not the time to create more conflict.
I coughed twice. "Can't we talk about this later?"
Who knew that she and her mother would look at me at the same time and say in unison, "No. We have to make this clear right now!"
Had they gone mad? Could they not understand the situation we were in? Anger rose within me as well, and I said in a low voice, "Why don't you two go sort it out somewhere else first?"
Qianqian gently