"Qi Yuanliang wanting to kill me isn't scary."
Gu Chi wasn't the least bit afraid of Qi Shan.
To put it bluntly, who didn't know each other's dark past?
"The only thing I'm afraid of is our lord finding out and refusing."
"It'd be perfectly normal for our lord to refuse."
Liao Jia imagined the scene: the Imperial Censor of Kang Country scribbling away by lamplight, burning the midnight oil, using [Three Hearts, Two Minds] to churn out several smutty stories about the sovereigns of enemy nations. Meanwhile, Kang Country's Director of the Secretariat and Grand Preceptor would be wielding his brush like a dragon, painting a series of explicit illustrations of those same sovereigns in one sitting.
The writing would be vivid, the pictures lively.
Put those two together, and they'd certainly give their lord a heart attack.
Neither of them was afraid of having their graves dug up by posterity.
Gu Chi turned to look at him, his expression seeming to hold a thousand words. "What I mean by 'refuse' and what you understand by 'refuse' are two different things. Our lord has always believed her painting skills are second to none. She thinks drawing a mere Fire Avoidance Painting would be a piece of cake."
Compared with Gu Chi asking Qi Shan to draw the smutty pictures, their lord was probably angrier that the person he'd commissioned wasn't her.
Did it have to be Qi Shan?
Why couldn't it be her?
Liao Jia chuckled awkwardly. "...She still hasn't given up?"
The situation in Kang Country was stable, and every industry was developing rapidly, especially entertainment. [Five Elements Lack Virtue] was practically a revered elder in the field. Most commoners had enough to eat and a little spare money to spend on spiritual nourishment. The first play most