Young Master?
Yu Wenqian?!
At the mention of this person, Shang Ruyi's breath caught instantly.
She instinctively thought of the dream she had just had, and immediately felt a chill rise from her heart. Nervously, she looked toward Nie Chong and asked, "Besides these three words, did you hear anything else?"
Nie Chong replied, "Please forgive me, Young Madam, I only heard these three words."
"..."
Shang Ruyi sighed lightly in her heart.
But she also knew that Nie Chong could not be blamed. The camp was so large, and the place where Song Yu and Ma Xu were stationed was far from where Yu Wenye's troops were, with soldiers drilling on the parade ground in between. Even in ordinary circumstances, one would not be able to hear what the people on the opposite side were saying, let alone hear the drumming and gonging.
That he could hear these three words already did justice to his name, "Sharp-Hearing Ear."
Shang Ruyi said, "I appreciate your hard work."
"I dare not."
