"My lord, the situation in Medicine Village is unusual. Should we change our outfits?"
"Medicine Village probably doesn't know its affairs have been reported to the Demon-Suppressing Bureau yet. Concealing our identities would help us carry out the mission."
Wang Chuan leaned close to Chen Miao and asked quietly.
When it came to how his lord handled missions, Wang Chuan could never figure out when he should keep a low profile and when he should exercise caution. His judgments had been wrong several times already.
Logically, he should have stopped offering suggestions by now.
But Wang Chuan felt that whether his lord used his suggestions was one thing, and whether he offered them was another.
So he still had to speak up when necessary.
If he said nothing and did nothing, like Jiang Yi, how could he show his lord what set him apart?
"No need. The mission has been posted at the Demon-Suppressing Bureau for so many days now. If something really is wrong with Medicine Village, they'll have heard about it already. Hiding our identities would be pointless."
"If there's nothing wrong with Medicine Village, hiding them would still be pointless."
"Let's go."
Wang Chuan fell silent for a moment, then smiled broadly. "Your subordinate is a fool. Your analysis makes far more sense, my lord!"
Chen Miao smiled.
Being flattered felt pretty good.
Before long, the three of them arrived at Medicine Village. Even before they entered, they attracted the attention of many passing merchants and villagers.
They had barely gone a few steps into Medicine Village before someone came toward them.
"Honored lords, welcome to Medicine Village! Forgive me for failing to greet you sooner."
An old man with white hair and a white beard hurried over with several others. He held a walking stick, but