"This, well, it's hard to say, didn't you mention someone was instigating Northern Mongolian from behind? This City Lord is just being prepared for any eventuality!" Shi Wujue heard this and immediately replied with a serious expression, "Beauty, you know, my family has passed down single-handedly for generations, and in my generation, there's only me left as the male heir! This City Lord is precious, you know, and whenever I go out, it's always a grand parade with a whole entourage of protectors!"
Saying this, Shi Wujue raised his hand to point at the many guards and servants behind the carriage, saying with a straight face, "Even this, I've streamlined repeatedly, downsized again and again, and only took nine-tenths out, leaving some behind to guard the house..."
Gu Changsheng heard this, and suddenly felt as if a black veil covered her eyes...
Nine-tenths, and this is the result of streamlining?
Shi Wujue, you tell me, is this not true?
