Shen Tang thought that holding a meeting meant a group of people gathering together, with one person speaking and another following up, everyone pooling their wisdom, brainstorming, facing difficulties head-on, and discussing strategies for advancing the army. The Rebel Army occupying Xiaocheng was no weak force, either. They even had Gongxi Chou, a great killing weapon, on their side!
This was what Shen Tang imagined a grand meeting would be like.
But the actual meeting—
She would set aside whether it was efficient or not. It was indeed far, far more exciting than she had imagined. Had one ever seen a rural market? It had about that sort of flavor. Shen Tang had come with Gu Ren, but the seating arrangements had placed her very far from him, and the difference in treatment was enormous.
Gu Ren furrowed his brows.
He clearly was not very satisfied with this arrangement.
However, he was not the host who had slaughtered oxen and sheep and invited all the various factions to a feast. It would not be appropriate for him to say anything, so he went straight to his seat and sat down. As soon as he did, he spotted several familiar faces. They raised cups, exchanged toasts, and greeted one another with laughter. On the surface, the scene looked harmonious.
But—
Beneath that harmonious surface, undercurrents surged.
Shen Tang had not come alone. She had also brought Qi Shan and Gu Chi.
First, Qi Shan was worried about Young Master Shen. Who could blame him? This Young Master Shen was far too skilled at manufacturing "surprises." He still wanted to live for a few more years.
Second, what kind of boss made her employees work overtime alone?
Gu Chi, meanwhile, had volunteered to come. What harm was there in bringing one more