But Zuo Dapeng’s name was wrong in the record, and so were his features. The flame-shaped birthmark had become a mole.
It was written in green ink, indicating that it was Feng Wu who had put this down.
Ranmil hesitated, wondering if she should correct the record.
She couldn’t make up her mind.
If she didn’t do anything, Zou Dapeng would definitely be caught. She was practically on the Dongsang Kingdom’s side, and she couldn’t let that happen.
Moreover, she could use this opportunity to laugh at Feng Wu.
However, she didn’t know everything.
Feng Wu had made the mistake on purpose. It was a trap for Ranmil.
As long as Ranmil hesitated, it would mean that she had a guilty conscience.
Feng Wu had already noticed Ranmil’s hesitation.
In the end…
Ranmil made the decision to correct Zou Dapeng’s name in the end. She rolled her eyes at Feng Wu and said, “You’re so hopeless. This man is called Zou Dapeng, and he has a flame-shaped birthmark!”
Feng Wu frowned. “Are you sure?”
Ranmil said, “Of course I am. Have someone look it up if you like. There must be a man called Zou Dapeng in the intelligence department. Stop bragging about your memory already.”
She then threw aside her pen and said arrogantly, “I’m done.”
She glanced at Jun Linyuan as she spoke.
She wanted to show Jun Linyuan who the really smart girl was.
And she wanted Jun Linyuan to admit that giving up her was the worst decision he had ever made.
Emperor Wu took the notebook and frowned. “Is that all? There’s only detailed information on 15 people here.”
Ranmil said in a coquettish manner, “Your Majesty, the images moved too fast. I’ve already done a very good job.”
Emperor Wu nodded.
Ranmil tugged at his sleeve and said, “Your Majesty, who do you think is better, me or Feng Wu?”
Emperor Wu said, “Well…”
Ranmil said, “Your Majesty, it’s quite easy to tell. The information is written in two colors. Which do you think is more important? The green words or the purple ones?”
The purple notes outshone the green ones in both their quantity and significance.
Emperor Wu immediately said, “The purple notes, of course.”
“Yes!” Ranmil was pleased.
She had only given over a dozen names out, and reckoned that the man in black could afford to lose them.
“Your Majesty, I won! May I have that now?” Ranmil pointed at a seal which hung on Emperor Wu’s belt.
It was the emperor’s seal, and holding it was equivalent to having the emperor around.
That was to say, the holder of the seal could do pretty much anything in the Junwu Empire, as long as they didn’t commit some serious crime.
Emperor Wu hesitated, so Ranmil said, “Your Majesty, I worked so hard to memorize everything that I have a headache… I did a good job, didn’t I? There are a lot of spies…”
