The King of Jin's residence.
"You've come?"
"We have."
"You shouldn't have."
W-why shouldn't they have come?
Fei Zhong was puzzled. Had he become that unwelcome?
You Hun's reputation wasn't exactly good either, was it? Chong Houhu had even made a special trip to You Hun's residence before. Why was he the one who shouldn't have come?
Wei Ben was equally at a loss, unable to decide whether to leave or stay.
"Ah..." Chong Houhu tore off a chicken leg and sighed.
This chicken had won yesterday's cockfight. These two had arrived just as it finished roasting. As their host, could he possibly let them go hungry?
What a waste of a chicken...
Of course, that was only the first reason. There was a second.
Chong Houhu said, "Some things ought to be pondered and understood on your own. I already know why you've come. This matter is complicated if you call it complicated, and simple if you call it simple. You simply haven't thought it through."
Seeing how earnestly Chong Houhu spoke, Wei Ben cupped his hands. "I am Wei Ben, the second-best scholar in this year's military examination. Please enlighten me, Prince."
Chong Houhu looked up. "I've heard of you. Stopping the royal carriage to demonstrate your martial skills-how imposing."
Wei Ben scratched his head sheepishly. He increasingly felt that stopping the royal carriage was hardly something to be proud of. What ruler under heaven could tolerate someone who defied his superiors like that?
Ordinary passersby who didn't understand the circumstances might cheer his excellent martial skills, but this was a world ruled by nobles, with rigid distinctions of rank. In their eyes, a mere warrior who did such a thing had already dragged his name through the mud.
Chong Houhu continued, "His Majesty secretly instructed Minister Fei