At that moment, the atmosphere on one bustling street corner was incredibly awkward.
Of course, this was only true for two particular scholars from Mochi.
In the eyes of the passersby, there was nothing unusual about the scene; just two men staring at each other from across the street, locked in a wordless standoff.
Who knows if it was a case of "love at first sight" among the crowd, or something of the sort.
Such occurrences weren't rare on the mountain, and aside from the occasional ambiguous glances from some pedestrians, it didn't attract much attention on the street.
Zhao Rong suddenly frowned and stepped forward, "Brother Yiwu?"
Gu Yiwu, with his arm around the woman beside him, retracted his hand without changing his expression and forced a smile, "Haha, Ziyu, what a coincidence, how come you..."
Zhao Rong cut him off, speaking righteously, "Didn't you say you were going to gather information about Great Li? What are you doing here? And who is this lady?"
