Starry sky, I can hear their secrets.

She greeted Jing Yuan with a slightly awkward expression, and Jing Yuan smiled and nodded in return.

Master Gongshu said awkwardly, "Ahem, I just saw that young friend Yanqing wanted to have a match with this Mr. Su."

"So I thought I'd call everyone over to cheer on my young friend Yanqing and broaden his horizons."

Jing Yuan smiled gently, without any hint of blame: "It's alright, work also needs to be balanced with rest."

Fu Xuan asked calmly, "Why is the general here to join in the fun instead of handling official business?"

Jing Yuan ruffled Yan Qing's hair and laughed loudly:

"If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have known that Yanqing had been bullied like this."

Yanqing broke free from Jingyuan's grasp and complained, "General, I'm not a child anymore."

Fu Xuan tilted her delicate face upwards, a hint of smugness in her expression:

"It's perfect timing that the general is here, saving me the trouble of sending a separate text message to introduce him."

"The person beside me is named Su Jinyan, and he is my newly accepted disciple."

Su Jinyan looked at her in confusion. When did I become your new disciple?

Fu Xuan turned around coldly, his gaze carrying a warning, indicating that he should not speak carelessly.

Su Jinyan said in a muffled voice, "Fu Xuan, oh no, Master, just call me 'Ayan'."

Jing Yuan seemed to be thinking of something, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on his lips.

Fu Xuan glared at him: "General, what are you laughing at?"

Jing Yuan laughed and said, "There are no secrets that stay hidden forever."

"The fact that Fu Qing is being pursued by a new diviner has probably already spread throughout the Six Departments, so it's not surprising."

"I just didn't expect that Fu Qing would take him as a disciple."

Fu Xuan's face flushed slightly. How did this news spread so quickly?

Jing Yuan commented, "Your unique confession is quite interesting."

"Whether successful or not, it will leave a deep impression on Fu Qing."

Su Jinyan nodded slightly: "What the General says is true. I think Lord Fu Xuan should be satisfied."

"Otherwise, why would you say that no matter what merits I make in the future, I will be well rewarded... well, punished?"

"Pfft—" Tingyun opened her folding fan at just the right moment to cover the smile on her lips.

Jing Yuan couldn't help but glance at Fu Xuan, his expression somewhat meaningful.

Fu Xuan said in shame and anger, "You wicked disciple! When have I ever said such shameless things?!"

"Phew... General, do not listen to this wicked disciple's nonsense..."

"However, General, my disciple is superior to yours."

Jing Yuan chuckled and said, "Oh? What do you mean by that, Fu Qing?"

Fu Xuan ignored Yan Qing's angry glare and asked expressionlessly, "When will the general abdicate and yield his position?"

Jing Yuan said with a smile, "Yes, Fu Qing is right. I will give this matter a good consideration."

Fu Xuan was slightly dissatisfied: "General, this is the 123rd time you have agreed to recommend me to succeed you as general."

Jing Yuan yawned, a hint of sleepiness in his eyes: "Hmm."

Jing Yuan naturally understood Fu Xuan's little scheme.

Both logically and emotionally, Fu Xuan is the most suitable person to succeed him as general.

But the time isn't right yet, so we can only ask her to wait a little longer.

Fu Xuan asked, "So, according to what the general says, when can I take over as general?"

Jing Yuan, feeling drowsy, murmured, "Mmm."

Fu Xuan: "..."

Jingyuan: "Zzzzzzz"

The atmosphere became a little awkward for a while.

Tingyun tugged at Su Jinyan's sleeve and whispered in his ear, "My benefactor, shall we slip away first?"

Su Jinyan gently shook his head. He came to the Bureau of Construction to solve the safety problem of Tingyun.

We haven't achieved our goal yet, so how can we leave so easily?

The reason for proposing a contest with Yanqing was to get in touch with General Jingyuan and establish a good relationship with him.

Since Jing Yuan happens to be here, it would be unreasonable not to squeeze some money out of him.

Having made up his mind, Su Jinyan gave a friendly smile: "I wonder if the General has the time?"

"I recently came across an exquisite mechanical blueprint, but I don't understand its principles. Could you please enlighten me, General?"

Jing Yuan shook his head: "Mechanical blueprints? You've come to the wrong person. I don't know anything about mechanics."

"If you want to find an expert in this field, you should look for someone from the Manufacturing Company."

Master Gongshu, intrigued by the news, came closer.

"What mechanical blueprints? Why don't you let this old man take a look?"

Su Jinyan carefully took out the blueprints and instructed:

"I can look at it, but I hope Master Gongshu can promise me that he will not leak the blueprints."

Master Gongshu glared and said, "You young upstart, you're always telling jokes."

"I have been immersed in this art for many years. Who wouldn't respectfully call me 'Master Gongshu' when they see me?"

"I have professional ethics too. Would I covet a little kid's blueprints? Humph!"

But despite his words, seeing Su Jinyan's cautious demeanor piqued Master Gongshu's interest as well.

After receiving the blueprints, Master Gongshu squinted as he began to examine them.

"This……"

Master Gongshu stroked his chin, utterly perplexed:

"Isn't this just the blueprint for a disposable power boom?"

"This blueprint has already been made public by the Interstellar Peace Corporation and is no longer a secret in the universe."

Su Jinyan said tactfully, "Master Gongshu, I think your skills seem a bit lacking."

"How about we find someone with better skills to come and take a look?"

Master Gongshu angrily said, "Hey, I have a short temper. This is Luofu."

"Who doesn't know the name of Gongshu Liang, the master craftsman of melting gold and iron? How could I possibly be mistaken?"

Su Jinyan smiled enigmatically: "You're saying this is a blueprint for a disposable power arm?"

"Then I'll say it's not. These blueprints are incredibly valuable; I risked my life for them."

Master Gongshu proudly crossed his arms: "Oh ho, you're not convinced? Even if the Emperor's Bow Master came, it would be a one-time use power arm."

Su Jinyan provoked him, "Shall we make a bet? Let's bet five thousand merit points."

"If you lose, I'll not only give you 5,000 merit points."

"I'll even have to kowtow and apologize to you, and proclaim throughout Luofu: Master Gongshu is the most skilled craftsman I've ever seen (shouting)—"

Master Gongshu was indeed fooled by this: "Do you think I'm afraid of you? Let's bet..."

"Hmm, wait a minute, where would a newly hired fortune teller like you get merit points?"

Tingyun, always eager to watch the excitement, never misses a chance to stir things up.

"Master Gongshu, how about I pay for my benefactor's merit points on his behalf?"

Just as Master Gongshu was about to agree, an apprentice rushed over, grabbed his leg, and began to wail.

"Master, you can't gamble, you can't gamble!"

"Ah Wei, what are you doing? How could my eyesight be wrong? Or are you questioning your master?" Master Gongshu was furious.

"Master, think about it. Everyone in our Gold Melting Workshop misjudged the situation just now."

"Everyone bet on Yanqing to win, and as a result, they all lost everything."

"Five thousand merit points is no small amount. If you lose it, you'll be heartbroken."

“One thing at a time. How can forging be compared to martial arts competitions?” Master Gongshu shook his head.

"Master, I don't want to question you either."

"But the problem is, this guy is weird. He's setting a trap for you to fall into, Master."

"He's also a diviner from the Grand Diviner's Office, and he doesn't seem like a good person, Master."