Shen Yan glanced at Qi Gu and replied coldly, "Cut the crap."
If Qian Jiyun had been unremarkable, would the emperor confer him the title of Prince Zhan Yun of the Second Rank at such a young age?
Even the emperor had not conferred their master the name
"Qian Jiyun is an enigma!"
"Indeed." Qi Gu agreed.
"The military camp is so strict. It seems…"
He had guessed there were infected soldiers in the camp. He could smell the faint smell of medicine before even entering.
Now that he was inside, the smell only got stronger. Since there was no war, the medicine must be used to treat illnesses instead of injuries.
"Is there hope in obtaining the prescription? Qian Jiyun shouldn't be like that person—"
"We can't be sure," Shen Yan interrupted him.
