The crowd buzzed with voices.
Shen Yangge raised his long, slender fingers and gently tugged at his ill-fitting clothes. The moment his hand touched his neck, pain shot through him. Only then did he realize he had accidentally been stabbed while beating those men up.
His group was about to be searched. Shen Yangge had accomplished nothing since coming out, and he didn't want to go back just like this.
System 615 meowed a few times and nuzzled around in Shen Yangge's arms before finding a comfortable position and curling into a ball.
"Go, go, all of you, move along! Why does every last one of you look so shabby? Huh, there's a lad back there..."
A commoner who had just passed the inspection couldn't resist asking, "Sir, are you looking for a criminal?"
The soldier snapped, "A criminal? No! And what are you still standing around for? Go, go, get moving! Who'd take a fancy to the likes of you? Keep disrupting our search and we'll lock you up!"
The commoner's expression changed drastically. He bowed and scraped as he apologized. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'll leave right away."
The people waiting behind him had naturally heard every word. Quite a few began murmuring among themselves. "They're not looking for a criminal? Then... could the daughter of Qiliang City's lord be looking for someone?"
"What? I don't understand what you mean."
A scrawny fellow who was little more than skin and bones scratched the back of his head and lowered his voice. "Oh, you know, Yu Lianxi. Isn't she old enough to take a husband now?"
"The city lord only has one daughter. Of course he won't let her marry out of the family. He's looking for a live-in son-in-law!"
Having overheard them from farther back, Shen Yangge immediately