Zhou Qiubai paused and continued, "People in the world of Jianghu live their lives in the same way as Jianghu people. We eat based on our ability and act according to our conscience. We don't depend on anyone and we don't owe anything. If His Highness really thinks highly of us, if there is a need in the future, as long as it does not violate morality, we will naturally do our best to help."
This was said simply and neatly, without any mercy.
Xue Qinghe was silent for a moment, then suddenly showed a smile, "That's fine."
"Since Young Master Zhou has made up his mind, I won't force it. I just hope that in the future, we can talk calmly like today."
"That's natural." Zhou Qiubai responded with fists clasped.
Xue Qinghe turned his attention to Yang Guyun: "What about Young Master Yang? Is this what you mean?"
Yang Guyun nodded slightly. "Yes."
Although he doesn't talk much, he has a firm attitude.
Xue Qinghe didn't say anything more. He took out a token from Storage Soul Tool and handed it to Zhou Qiubai: "This token is my token. If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can use this order to find me at the East Palace. As long as it does not violate national laws or morality, I will try my best to help."
"Your Highness." Zhou Qiubai hesitated for a moment and did not accept it, "This gift is too heavy."
"It's not important." Xue Qinghe said, "Friends should help each other."
He deliberately emphasized the word "friend" instead of "lord and minister".
Zhou Qiubai couldn't help but sigh in his heart, thinking that this "fake" prince is really a good person.
When you refuse, she is not angry; when you are rude, she is not angry; when you are short of money, she takes the initiative to lend you money; when you do not want to be friends, she also gives you a token.
Step by step, no water leaks.
"Then thank you, Your Highness." Zhou Qiubai finally stopped refusing and took the jade pendant into his arms.
Xue Qinghe saw this, his smile became brighter and he seemed to be in a good mood.
They chatted for a few more words, asked about their lives in Heaven Dou City, talked about trivial matters, and then said goodbye and got in the car.
The carriage drove away slowly and gradually disappeared around the corner of the street, leaving a faint aftertaste.
Zhou Qiubai stood there, watching the carriage go away, thoughtful in his heart, Jiujiu said nothing.
"He is wooing you." Yang Guyun suddenly broke the silence.
"I know." Zhou Qiubai nodded, a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes, "And he's very clever in coaxing you."
"Then why refuse?"
"Because he is the prince." Zhou Qiubai turned to look at him, "How can the people around the prince be like Freedom?"
Yang Guyun thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Indeed, the struggle for imperial power has always been bloody.
Xue Qinghe appears gentle, but who knows what is hidden behind him?
What's more, is Heaven Dou Empire's prince really just a prince?
It's better not to have too much to do with her.
"Let's go." He patted Yang Guyun on the shoulder and said, "Go back first and figure out the money later."
The two of them continued to walk forward, and as their footsteps moved, the flow of people on the street gradually became crowded.
After walking a few steps, Zhou Qiubai suddenly thought of something, took out the token from his arms, and asked, "How much do you think this jade pendant can be sold for?"
Yang Guyun paused and turned to look at him, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, as if he was looking at a fool.
"Are you going to sell the prince's token?" he asked helplessly.
"I'm just asking." Zhou Qiubai smiled awkwardly, "Isn't this a lack of money?"
Yang Guyun was speechless, shook his head, and walked straight forward.
Zhou Qiubai quickly followed, muttering as he walked, "Actually, I think Second Master's pot of tea is really good, worth fifty Gold Soul Coin..."
"Shut up."
"Oh."
The figures of the two people drifted away in the bustling Vermilion Bird Street, and gradually disappeared into the crowd.
At the same time, on the carriage that had driven far away, Xue Qinghe leaned against the inner wall of the carriage, closed his eyes slightly, and seemed to be deep in thought.
"Miss," the voice of the driver She Long came from the front, "Zhou Qiubai doesn't seem to like it."
"I had expected it." Xue Qinghe opened his eyes, with bright light shining in his eyes, "If he can be won over so easily, then it is not worth my trouble."
"But he doesn't even want to borrow money..."
"That's interesting." Xue Qinghe raised a mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth, "Anyone who doesn't love money or power in the world is either a saint or a fool. Which one do you think he is?"
She Long thought for a moment and replied, "Not like a fool."
"Then he must have a greater pursuit." Xue Qinghe said softly, "The achievements of such people are often extraordinary. Either they fail, or they succeed, it is earth-shattering."
She paused and continued to ask, "Chi Xue, how is the investigation going?"
"Still checking." She Long replied, "Zhou Qiubai's origin is indeed very clean, but Chi Xue discovered that apart from practicing and fighting in the past few days, the place he went to the most was Heaven Dou Royal Academy."
Xue Qinghe's eyes flashed with excitement. "Academy? What is he doing there?"
"It is said that he was discussing with Imperial Fighting Team." She Long said, "But Chi Xue suspects that he may be in contact with Xie Ru and Chen Xuan."
Upon hearing these two names, Xue Qinghe's expression immediately became solemn.
She has been pretending to be Heaven Dou City for so many years and has been trying to win over these two people, but to no avail.
But now, Zhou Qiubai actually has contact with them.
"Interesting." Xue Qinghe murmured to himself, "It seems that this Zhou Qiubai is more interesting than I thought."
"Miss, what you mean is..."
"Continue to observe." Xue Qinghe closed his eyes again, and his tone became softer, "But remember, don't alarm him. If you push this kind of person too hard, it will be counterproductive. We must let him slowly walk into my network."
"Yes."
The carriage continued to move forward, heading towards the East Palace.
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On the way back to the inn.
"Tell me," he turned his head and looked at Yang Guyun, with a teasing light in his eyes, "Xue Qinghe, is this person really generous, or is he too scheming?"
Yang Guyun thought for a moment and said softly, "They are all the same."
"Yes, indeed." Zhou Qiubai put the token into Storage Soul Tool, "His generosity is just a superficial gesture, and calculation is his essence. Such a person is the most difficult to deal with. You clearly know what he is planning, but you have to admit that he leaves you room for every step."
The main thing is that her current identity is the Imperial Crown Prince. If there is no conclusive evidence to prove the identity of Xue Qinghe, it is all nonsense.
Although Douluo Continent people are quite stupid sometimes, you have to admit that Qian Renxue really fits into the character of Xue Qinghe.
Except for the occasional stupidity.
"Actually, he is right." Zhou Qiubai said suddenly, with a hint of seriousness in his voice.
Yang Guyun turned around, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes.
"Anyone who doesn't love money or power in this world is either a saint or a fool." Zhou Qiubai slowed down, "And we are neither saints nor do we want to be fools, so..."