Chu Mu couldn't understand how he had suddenly become a young master.
This girl didn't seem particularly bright.
"Are you new here?" Chu Mu asked mildly. "What's your name?"
"Su-Sushang." Sushang stammered, then hurried to correct herself. "No, not Susushang. It's Sushang, without that first Su. Um, I mean, there's only one Su at the front."
Beside her, Qingque covered her face in agony.
What a disaster!
Chu Mu, meanwhile, looked thoughtful. Why was this spy sent by the Xianzhou acting so dim-witted?
Perhaps she was someone whose wisdom hid behind a foolish exterior.
He couldn't let her carefully staged performance fool him.
But Chu Mu didn't expose her. He simply nodded.
"Sushang. Got it."
Suddenly, he changed the subject.
"Why did you call me young master just now?"
Sushang: "!!!"
How was she supposed to answer that?
If there was a young master, there had to be an old master. Who was the old master above him? Would they need a young mistress to go with him, too?
If she started spinning that story, there would be no end to it.
Taken seriously, calling an Emanator "young master" lowered his standing by a whole generation for no reason. What an offense! It was practically a crime of utmost disrespect!
Qingque stepped in to rescue her.
"My lord, here's what happened."
Before she could finish, Chu Mu stopped her.
"I want to hear it from her."
Qingque could only give Sushang a look that said she was helpless to intervene.
Sushang was visibly panicking. Clutching the hem of her skirt with both hands, she said:
"Th-then, sh-should I call you old master from now on?"
Chu Mu: "..."
Qingque: "???"
Was she the real genius?
At that, Chu Mu said wearily:
"Just follow Qingque's lead from now on. Learn how