Wu Chufeng had just returned when he saw a plainly dressed woman standing at the entrance of the General Mansion, talking to the guards.
As he drew closer, he overheard the woman claiming to be a distant relative of General Wu from his home village. She had even produced a Copper Coin as proof. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth curling into a playful smirk.
"Interesting," Wu Chufeng murmured to himself and walked over.
Seeing Wu Chufeng approach, the guards at the gate quickly saluted. "Young Master."
Rongrong's voice echoed in Ji Xiaosong's mind. 'Song, this is your mission target, Wu Chufeng.'
'Mm, he's not bad-looking. He fits my aesthetic.'
Wu Chufeng waved a hand at the guards, dismissing the formality. His gaze then fell upon Ji Xiaosong, raking over her from head to toe. He smiled and asked, "Miss, did you just say you're a distant relative of General Wu from his home village?"
