Wu Xian Seeks Aid (Part One) [Please Vote]

At this celebratory feast, the former officials of Xin Country ate with their minds elsewhere.

Luan Cheng, who was seated beside Luan Xin, could barely swallow a bite.

"Is the food not to your taste?"

Luan Xin keenly noticed his nephew's odd behavior.

Luan Cheng looked somewhat troubled. Nearly everyone present was either a Literary Scholar or a Martial Gall Warrior, with extraordinarily sharp hearing. Whispering was no different from shouting. If they had something private to say, they would use Secret Sound Transmission to start a private chat and avoid awkwardness.

Luan Xin said, "Since when have you been so hesitant?"

If he had something to say, he should just say it!

Even if he said something wrong, no one would hold it against him.

Luan Cheng was about to use Secret Sound Transmission when, in the next instant, he froze.

His uncle had refused to start a private chat.

For a while, Luan Cheng was as restless as if he were sitting on pins and needles. He fidgeted on his cushion, shifting his backside this way and that, until at last he managed to say, "Uncle, Lady Shen truly is as exceptional as the rumors say. I've admired her for a long time, and now that I've finally met her in person, I—I'm a little, a little nervous."

The former officials of Xin Country seemed to keep their heads down and focus on their food, but in truth, they were straining their ears to follow the conversation between the Luan uncle and nephew, their hearts clenched tight.

"There's no need to be nervous. Our lord is the kindest person."

His seemingly calm eyes were full of approval.

His nephew did have good taste.

Seeing that his uncle neither rebuked nor corrected him for calling her "Lady Shen," Luan