Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

In the evening, Yuchi had already gone to Yunxiang Pavilion with them.

Of course, they were all prominent figures, so when night truly fell, it was already past midnight, and only then did the group discreetly arrive at Yunxiang Pavilion.

First, let’s observe Wang Haoran’s side. Beside Wang Haoran was Feng Zhaoyang and two unfamiliar men. These two unfamiliar men stood beside Wang Haoran with furrowed brows, clearly their status wasn’t particularly high, but regardless, it was definitely higher than the old state capital figure, Yuchi.

Looking at the other big shots, Yuchi didn’t recognize any of them.

Though he may not know them, he could analyze simply.

"The room here is divided into two factions, each faction having a main hand, a secondary hand, plus two unfamiliar men."

"The main hand and secondary hand are steady as old dogs. On Wang Haoran’s side, both Wang Haoran and Feng Zhaoyang are very composed, though their faces don’t hold many smiles, one can see they are relatively unflustered."

"As for the two other men beside them, these two men occasionally exchanged glances, their eyes carrying some uncertainty and a hint of trepidation."

It was the same situation on Wang Haoran’s side and the other side as well.

"Things have become somewhat peculiar."

Yuchi, well-versed in matters, had a strange thought flash through his mind.

"Wang Haoran is calm, and the other leader is also calm."

"So, in the case of equal status and power on the other side, either they are putting on a facade, or they’ve secretly communicated in advance."

"I think the latter is more credible; that Wang Haoran and the leader from the other side have communicated privately, already finalizing some answers, now it’s merely a formality."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Yuchi’s mouth as he calmly watched the Courtesan serving tea to the four men present.

On his right were Wang Haoran, Feng Zhaoyang, and two others; on his left were four unfamiliar men. Yuchi sat in the middle as if he were a judge.

"What is the purpose of going through the motions? It’s just acting, to prevent suspicions arising from prior internal agreements, so who is the audience for the acting?"

"Surely not for me, as I unexpectedly got involved in this situation. Initially, they never thought Yuchi would suddenly appear, so the target audience for the acting must be the newcomers on their side, the two unfamiliar men."

"It’s for them to see the outcome, they exist like witnesses."

Quite ordinary, really.

For instance, if a bridge in the state capital is to be built, it has already been internally assigned to someone. But if directly assigned, it would not suffice as an explanation externally, so a bidding scene for the bridge will have three types of people.

The first type is the internally assigned person, steady as old dogs, much like Wang Haoran and the leader from the opposite side now. The second type is cooperating actors, such as Feng Zhaoyang and the secondary hand beside the opposite leader. The third type is the naive observers, completely unaware, thinking the world is fair.

The third type, these are the two people now brought over by both sides whose expressions could not be considered calm.

"At this moment, as at that moment."

"Could it really be so alike?"

"Alike."

"Very alike."

The more Yuchi observed, the more similar it seemed, his expression indifferent: "Thus, if my judgment isn’t mistaken, this confrontation should favor the internal arrangement’s success, the extra four people just for spreading the message authentically, unwitting tools within a tool-making scheme."

Now, the tea leaves are prepared and the room’s door has been shut; the restriction barrier for the conversation lifted, formal dialogue may commence.

"Come, ask me, who am I," Yuchi thought to himself.

Then, as though responding to Yuchi’s cue, the leader from the other side nonchalantly looked at Wang Haoran, signaling toward Yuchi: "Lord Wang, may I ask who this is?"

"Come, explain for me," Yuchi imagined in his mind, Wang Haoran.

Wang Haoran smiled and said, "Lord Li, this individual is merely a witness, without any intent to harm the friendship between us. With a witness, can we treat the Gong Kui Niang affair more solemnly?"

"After rounds of elaboration, essentially conveying one idea: Don’t worry, he’s among us, no harm," Yuchi interpreted the man’s words.

"Alright." Lord Li nodded.

Yuchi: "..."

"Well, it’s indeed as I thought, next both sides should start stating their positions."

"Proceed."

"Wang Haoran, you may begin."

Yuchi quietly sat beside, sipping his tea. Wang Haoran too seemed able to hear Yuchi’s cue, then slowly stood addressing the prominent figures before him: "Let us not waste time, let’s first expound our stance on this matter!"

"We still wish to support Li Ruolan in becoming Gong Kui Niang; once she becomes Gong Kui Niang, the state capital can exude new vitality, distinguishing itself from other cities, for Courtesans may be found in other cities, but only our state capital has Gong Kui Niang."