Tu Pianpian's face was full of hostility. Tu Gou was even more at a loss. One of the conditions he had set for following the Dragon King was that he would never oppose the Central Plains, and Wei Song, as the Western Regions Protectorate Official, represented the Central Plains.
"Is the Dragon King joking, making sport of us siblings?" Tu Pianpian asked coldly. She was already calculating what her first move should be. She believed the Dragon King excelled at snatching victory from the jaws of danger; in terms of actual martial skill, he was no match for the two elders of the Kongtong Sect.
Faced with hostility on the verge of erupting, Gu Shenwei made no response for once. His tone remained as placid as ever. "I have no interest in making sport of people. I want to ask you something: is the Kongtong Sect loyal to Wei Song, or to the Central Plains?"
"This isn't a question of whom we're loyal to..." Tu Pianpian suddenly realized she was being led astray. "Lord Wei was appointed Western Regions Protectorate Official by the Emperor. Protecting Lord Wei is protecting the Central Plains. Don't think you can drive a wedge between us, Dragon King."
Gu Shenwei nodded in agreement. "You're right. Wei Song ought to represent the interests of the Central Plains court. But what would it mean if he were secretly undermining the Emperor's strategy in the Western Regions?"
Tu Pianpian stared at the Dragon King, then abruptly turned to her younger brother and demanded angrily, "What do you know?"
Tu Gou spread his hands in bewilderment. "The Dragon King sent me to invite you. I don't know anything."
"Idiot. You've been at the Dragon King's side and haven't managed to get a single scrap of information. How do you