"Actually, Iâm really not that interested in whether we can sell things to your Wa Country." Yang Ruxin exhaled, "After all, my business is good enough to comfortably support my family now."
Yong Cang frowned.
"However, since youâre so sincere, I can cooperate with you, but there are conditions."
"What conditions?"
"I want all the information about the Sun Cult in your country." Yang Ruxin smiled a bit, "Remember, all of it."
"This..."
"Once youâve thought it over, deliver the information to the Pancake Fruit Shop within two days. After two days, Iâll be going out, and youâll have to wait for my return to discuss further." Yang Ruxin glanced at Yong Cang, "Goodbye." Then she took Gu Qingheng to the Pancake Fruit Shop, each took a pancake fruit and walked back while eating.
"Is there any war report from the south?" Yang Ruxin looked at Gu Qingheng.
Gu Qingheng nodded, "The Cloud King has clashed with the opponents no less than five times, and won every time. Nanzhao has recently raised the truce flag, but the Flame Sectâs Herbalist Troops have constantly stayed off the field."
Yang Ruxin frowned, "Why is the Flame Sect staying so quiet? Itâs so weird."
Gu Qingheng nodded, "I find it unusual too."
Yang Ruxin sighed, if it was someone else leading the troops, she would immediately go to check it out, but since itâs Qi Jingyun, she decided to keep her distance, lest that arrogant man misunderstood her intentions.
"Donât worry too much, the Cloud King is not an ordinary person. Heâs nicknamed the War God, not likely to be easily tricked or defeated..."
"I know." Yang Ruxin nodded, "Iâm just worrying needlessly."
"Rest assured, if thereâs a problem, the capital will certainly react quickly..."
Yang Ruxin let go of the concerns.
Upon returning home, they spotted Xu Zhengya accompanying Dong Wenxiu and Feng Zilan, chatting while doing needlework. They were discussing Xu Zhengyaâs past, her time with Xu Shifei, presenting it as a precious memory without any hint of resentment.
Yang Ruxinâs impression of this young girl improved a bit. She feared those who constantly wallowed in grievances and complaints; such pitiful people often left others more depressed.
"Madam, General, youâre back." Xu Zhengya first noticed Yang Ruxin and Gu Qingheng at the door and quickly put down her needlework to stand up.
"You two came back at this hour, you probably havenât eaten yet?" Feng Zilan also stood up, "Iâll prepare some food for you first."
"Exactly, we thought you werenât coming back for dinner so we ate first, but itâs easy to whip something up." Dong Wenxiu stood up too.
"Mom, donât bother," Yang Ruxin waved her hand hurriedly, "Weâve had pancake fruit, Iâll cook something if we get hungry later."
"Madam, General, two noble madams, Iâll be leaving now," Xu Zhengya quickly took her leave.
Yang Ruxin nodded.
"This girl has such a tough life," Dong Wenxiu said wistfully, watching Xu Zhengyaâs departing back.
"Mom, there are many people with tough lives," Yang Ruxin raised an eyebrow.
"I was just saying, your mom isnât the same pushover she used to be. I can tell good from bad now."
"I know my mom is the best," Yang Ruxin gave a thumbs up.
"You cheeky girl, teasing your mom," Dong Wenxiu reached out and poked Yang Ruxinâs forehead lightly.