Observing the People's Conditions

Chen Chen had carelessly revealed her true colors and was regretting it when she saw Zhang Xiaohua nearly fall off his horse. She could not help but feel greatly delighted. After fooling him for so long, was this not precisely the moment she had been waiting for?

Chen Chen laughed so hard she rocked back and forth, completely devoid of the Inner Sect Envoy's dignity she had maintained along the way.

Not only Aunt Qin and Zhong Pei, but even the several accompanying inner sect disciples wore faces full of astonishment.

After Chen Chen finished laughing, she sat upright again, coughed twice, and said in her usual calm voice, "Mm, Ren Xiaoyao, you are quite good. Your martial arts are good, and you get along well with the Pill-Refining Hall disciples. You can be considered an excellent talent. When there is an opportunity in the future, I will put in a good word for you before the Cult Master."

The moment those words came out, everyone beside them looked on with envy. Zhong Pei was practically green with jealousy. What kind of nonsense was this? Fooling a few hulking big men from Tianmu Peak and trading a few herbs for their pills counted as being good? Then... then what had they been doing all these years? It was not even worth as much as what he had done in these past few days. Was this the legendary "with someone at court, it is easy to be an official"?

Zhang Xiaohua wore a face of "delight" as he repeatedly cupped his hands toward Chen Chen. "So it was Lord Chen... I was wondering which inner sect disciple could be so approachable and amiable, giving this humble one the feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze. Since it is Lord Chen,