Northern Song, Imperial Palace, Hall of Purple Splendor.
The grand hall was magnificent and elegant. Unfortunately, Wu Pifu wasn't much of a scholar, so all he could think to call it was understated luxury.
"Holy shit, is the floor paved with gold?" Yamadai said, tapping her foot against the floor.
"These are specially fired bricks. Yeah, understated luxury," Wu Pifu said.
"Holy shit, this wood smells so rich. It went extinct during the Third War." Yamadai rapped on the separate table in front of her.
"This is specially harvested wood. Yeah, understated luxury," Wu Pifu said.
"Holy shit, this food is just..."
"Yeah, understated luxury..."
Xu Shilan looked at them speechlessly. "Would you two cut it out already? You could just kill him. Why try to hide your murderous intent behind such awkward laughter?"
The three of them made no effort to keep their conversation from the people around them. Chu Minghao, though he neither said nor did anything, watched them with an amused smile and made no move to stop them.
The eunuchs and palace maids serving the dishes were drenched in cold sweat at their words. The ministers nearby were equally awkward. They didn't know whether to speak, laugh along, or simply keep straight faces.
The two Golden Warriors had exploded at a single shout from Wu Pifu, and Grand Preceptor Guo Jing had fainted along with them. Then... the two children's souls hadn't been visible to Wu Pifu alone.
Everyone present had seen them!
Although the Golden Warriors' remains had quickly burned up and vanished, what they'd witnessed still left Wu Pifu and the others with certain suspicions.
But Chu Minghao had said nothing. He had even readily accepted the Zhao Song Emperor Zhao Ji's invitation to the banquet, bringing the three of them to the Hall