"Marquis, you're going to Great Qin?" Yang Hong, who had come to the marquis's mansion as promised, exclaimed in surprise.
When he met Zhou Shu in the day, Zhou Shu had asked him to come to the marquis's mansion to talk about a weapon.
Once he got off duty, he rushed over without eating.
He didn't expect to hear this news.
"That's why we'll have to wait until I get back to discuss the weapon," Zhou Shu said apologetically. "I have to prepare for the diplomatic mission, so I can't help you forge one."
"You're too kind, Marquis. I'm in no hurry," Yang Hong hurriedly said. He had never expected Zhou Shu to help him forge a weapon. Without any expectations, he naturally couldn't be disappointed.
"Marquis, are you traveling to Great Qin because of the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament?" Yang Hong asked. The moment the words left his mouth, he regretted it. Why am I asking?
