"Gongsu, what's this?"
Zhao Feng glanced hesitantly at the sheet of paper in Qin Li's hand.
What could possibly be so important that Gongsu would go to such lengths to handle it with a Literary Qi Incarnation? This incarnation was clearly not something he had just made. Most likely, he had created it before they set out to clear out the enemy remnants! In other words, had Gongsu been doing two things at once during the battle?
Qin Li showed no embarrassment at being caught.
He replied calmly, "The lord entrusted it to me."
Hearing that Shen Tang had given the order, Zhao Feng and the others assumed it must be some kind of confidential matter. They tactfully stopped asking questions. When it was time for them to know, they would naturally be told. If it wasn't, asking would get them no answers and might even earn them resentment.
After a quick cleanup, smoke rose from the camp.
At mealtime, Zhao Feng saw Qin Li emerge from the temporary camp with a long, narrow wooden case cradled in his arms. He thought nothing of it. But when he went to eat, he saw Qin Li seated at the table, dining with unhurried elegance. He looked back in the direction Qin Li had gone, then at Qin Li again.
A man of iron resolve wore an unusually bewildered expression.
He knew Qin Li was conscientious and responsible when it came to work, but Gongsu had always believed in taking care of himself and keeping a regular routine. Put simply, he ate when it was time to eat and slept when it was time to sleep, with regular meals. And now, he was working even while eating...
This was completely at odds with the Gongsu he knew.
As if sensing something, Qin