Chapter 1790: Chapter 1728: Seeing Through His Background

Wufu genuinely appreciated young generals like Song Cheng, who earned their reputation through real skills, overwhelming and winning over hearts rather than relying solely on background or boasting.

It’s a pity, though, he belongs to Nanyue, destined to be Ah Jiu’s enemy in Beiyan.

"Let’s go!"

Wufu turned and disappeared into the crowd.

Meanwhile, Song Cheng on horseback seemed to be aware, pulling his steed to a halt, turning his head, with sharp eyes scanning behind.

"Boss, what’s up?" asked the personal guard beside him.

Song Cheng shook his head, "It’s nothing." Perhaps he was overthinking; he felt someone watching him earlier, a mere intuition.

For those who have crawled in battlefields, intuition can often be a lifesaver.

"Let’s go!" He nudged the horse’s sides, quickly controlling it to run forward again.

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The next day, Wufu and his group arrived at the river crossing dock, boarded the booked ship using the travel document.

It was a large ship, and there were already quite a few people dressed as merchants standing on the deck.

Once inside the cabin, Wufu noticed a man sitting at a corner table, accompanied by two attendants, and her pupils slightly contracted.

Inside the cabin, there were already many people, bustling and noisy, rattling the eardrums.

Wufu walked directly to the man’s table, smiled, and cupped her hands, "Sir, may I join you at the table?"

The man raised his head, glanced at her, and nodded slightly.

Wufu sat down and instructed Purple Jade, "Yuer, quickly pour some tea, this young master is quite hot. Should’ve booked a private boat."

Purple Jade took the bundle from the nearby guard, first wiping clean the table in front of her with a handkerchief, then took out a fine green jade teacup from the bundle, and poured a cup of clear tea from a personal water bag, offering it over.

Wufu sipped a bit, sighing comfortably.

This gesture had the man across and the two attendants staring with wide eyes.

"Thank you, sir, for allowing me to join. Would you like some tea?"

The man replied indifferently, "No need."

"This damn weather is insufferably hot." Wufu drew out a folding fan from her waist, made of tortoiseshell, the fan bones carved extremely thin and even, with beautiful patterns, and the ends embedded with precious multicolored gems, the tassels hanging from the fan also adorned with fingertip-sized jewels; as she waved the fan, the beads reflected light uniquely and remarkably.

Just this fan alone could sustain an ordinary family for a lifetime.

The man admired it for a moment, then shifted his gaze to Wufu’s face, sizing her up, "Indeed it is hot. From your accent, you don’t sound like someone from the Northwest."

"Oh, me? I’m from Quanzhou, heard the Northwest Trade Route is bustling, came to see what’s fun, didn’t expect it to be so hot." Wufu chuckled and flicked the fan, cupping her hands, "By the way, my surname is Zhou, full name Jin Xia, may I know your name, sir?"

The man cupped his hands, "My surname is Qu, first name Xin."

"A good name." Wufu laughed, "Is Big Brother Qu doing business in the Northern Region?"

Her face joyful, yet a gleam flashed in her eyes, too fast for anyone to catch.

Qu Xin?

The young general Song Cheng from Prince Wei’s Manor, courtesy name Xin, his biological mother being a songstress surnamed Qu, notwithstanding his disguise, but the eyes could never deceive, even with just a brief encounter, Wufu recognized him as the young general Song Cheng she saw yesterday!

By coincidence, she introduced herself using her courtesy name, and he did the same, precisely fitting her guess, though she identified his origin, what about him?

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