"Cloud Knights?"
Yan Qing had just finished washing the hawthorns and walked out of the kitchen. He looked up in confusion and asked:
"May I ask what business you have with the Cloud Knights? I happen to be free..."
"Heh, never mind."
The young man smiled, turned around naturally, and strode toward the inn's exit.
As he walked, he broke into a run. As he ran, he started rolling.
"..."
Watching him roll away, March 7th could not help but exclaim, "That's quite a talent!"
"Who was that just now? A friend of yours?" Yan Qing handed the washed hawthorns to Yan Huan and asked again.
"No idea." Yunli gnawed on her candied hawthorn and muttered:
"Seemed like he was selling something. He came here to wait for someone, but you scared him off."
"Me?" Yan Qing felt a little guilty upon hearing that.
"Why?"
"Could it be that Yan Qing looks like a bad guy?"
"Forget that guy."
Yan Huan tossed the hawthorns back into the fire to process them again, his gaze falling on Yan Qing.
"Is your next stop to investigate that little old man?"
"Ah, that..." Yan Qing said awkwardly.
"The general assigned that matter to someone else."
"My current task is to serve as your guard, protect all of you, and train properly in preparation for the ceremony."
"Got it, Sir Bill-Payer."
Yan Huan handed Yunli a freshly made skewer of candied hawthorns.
"Then let's keep looking for equipment."
March 7th looked at Yan Huan.
"Right, those two broken swords can't be used anymore. I still need to find a new weapon."
"It's just that the materials are a bit tricky."
"Not really." Yan Huan silently pulled two thin sheets of metal from his pocket.
"What are these?"
March 7th took the metal sheets, somewhat