On this day, the wine shop was packed with drunkards and gamblers, all of whom were getting along swimmingly, and they were collectively praising Chen Ping'an. Some praised him for his handsome looks that were reminiscent of his senior brother, while others declared that the combination of Bamboo Sea Small World, pickled vegetables, and yangchun noodles was the best delicacy that the entire Sword Qi Great Wall had to offer.0

This was a very unsettling turn of events for the true shills present, and they wondered whether a competitor had sent these people to target Chen Ping'an by turning people against him through reverse psychology. Thus, they made sure to memorize the names of those who were praising Chen Ping'an most enthusiastically, and planned to submit this list to Chen Ping'an for a reward. 2

As for whether they were falsely accusing innocent allies who were actually also shills for the wine shop, that would be down to Chen Ping'an's discretion. In any case, they were only responsible for reporting what they saw.1

On the city wall, Yu Juanfu was having her usual meal of flatbread and water as she cast her gaze toward a certain battlefield in the south. Many extra little pits and holes had appeared on the ground, and given how far away they were, she could imagine that they had to have been as massive as entire lakes up close.0

Yu Juanfu visited the top of the city wall very regularly, and she had become decently close with Zhu Mei. Among the swordsmen of the Shaoyuan Empire, Zhu Mei was the one with whom Yu Juanfu got along the best, followed by the Golden Core Tier swordsman, Jin Zhenmeng. As for everyone else, she didn't like any of them, so she simply didn't interact with them. If they greeted her, then she would nod in acknowledgment, but any attempt at making conversation would be quickly shut down.0

She was here solely to hone her fist techniques, not to expand her clan's network of connections....0