Qi Cang gave him a half-smile. "Never seen it?"
Shen "Nonexistent" Tang looked straight into his scrutinizing gaze. From head to toe, even the tips of her hair practically spelled out the words I'm right, and I know it!
She repeated, her voice ringing with conviction, "Never seen it!"
Qi Cang stared at Shen "Nonexistent" Tang like a falcon poised to strike, watching prey that had wandered into its hunting range. Every glance weighed the pros and cons, gauging whether he could take her down. After a long while, the dangerous falcon looked away.
He unconsciously rubbed one of the stone carvings.
With a scoff, he said, "General Zhongli reminds me a lot of an old friend of mine. Not in looks or temperament—I just feel we're fated to meet."
Even if the sky fell, that stubborn mouth of hers would hold it up.
Qi Cang hadn't paid much attention to this "Zhongli Fu" at first. It was only when he thought things over afterward that he realized there was something interesting about her. He didn't know whether Mei Jinghe had noticed her, or how the Sovereign of Qi Country dared to put so much trust in her. He knew just one thing: a hidden dragon lay in the depths!
Some of her ways were astonishingly similar to Shen Youli's back then! At first glance, they were both conscientious local officials, never fighting for power or losing their tempers, as if their lifelong dream was to be a candle, burning themselves to light the way for others.
As it turned out, the woman surnamed Shen wasn't a candle. She was a volcano!
Zheng Qiao and the others had all burned to death at her hands!
With that precedent, could "Zhongli Fu" really be any different?
Who could say she wasn't