Zhu Yu, upon hearing this, really wanted to elbow the man who was clearly so restrained in action yet always unreliable with his words. Unfortunately, she was wrapped tightly in the quilt and couldn't free her arm.
But she suddenly found a taste in the first half of Lu Qing's sentence.
Very similar to Situ Jing's waist card, but not entirely the same...
Their temperament was like that of military personnel...
Being able to find sixteen such people who resemble them in stature and are also skilled within a short period...
So it's not Situ Jing, but most likely someone with the surname Situ, right?
Thinking of this, Zhu Yu relaxed a bit, buried her face in the quilt, and fell soundly asleep.
For several days like this, Zhu Yu followed Lu Qing in and out to prepare for things that might be needed for the long journey. They encountered those people a few times in between, but they were very low-key, seldom appearing outside.
