"I estimate it’s almost done now, you can go ask and find out."
Outside the Weaving Ship.
Che Shihai looked at the arrival of Zhao Xing, and couldn’t help but wink: "Yo, boss, what brings you here."
"Aren’t you supposed to be ambitious, not caring about all these romantic entanglements?"
"Are you also moved by mortal feelings? Have you arranged to meet with a Weaver?"
Zhao Xing glanced at Che Shihai: "Scram! I’m here on official business, stop hanging around with Han Bing, your talk is getting more and more inappropriate."
"Hehe. I understand, I understand." Che Shihai showed a lewd smile and walked away.
Zhao Xing took out a jade token, infused it with a wisp of primordial energy, then a beam of light shot from the token into the Weaving Ship.
Shortly, a modest figure flew down from the ship.
"Mr. Tu." Zhao Xing cupped his hands towards the figure.
"Mr. Zhao." Tu Yao returned the salute, speaking softly. "Please follow me."
As soon as the two met, a commotion came from not far away.
"Mr. Zhao, good taste, this is Master Huang’s prized disciple!"
"Miss Tu, Mr. Zhao is the youngest talented Minister of Agriculture in our Divine Might Army!"
Zhao Xing glared fiercely at Che Shihai, that rascal shouting nonsensically, he must definitely give him a good beating later.
Tu Yao’s face turned slightly red, seemingly not used to such a scene: "Mr. Zhao, please follow me."
Zhao Xing nodded and followed behind Tu Yao.
The Weaving Ship was specially dispatched by the Military Realm to craft vestment robes for all the armies.
Their duties were somewhat similar to the Transportation Department, but different.
Because the demand for custom vestment robes was not large, they were only needed at certain times.
Of course, some powerful armies had Weaving Ships following them, but the Divine Might Army didn’t have those resources.
Among the five Grotto Heavens, only the Zhao Shi Army and the Huan You Army had their own exclusive Weaving Ships.
The other armies, if they had a need, all used these publicly dispatched Weaving Ships.
Generally, only armies under a vassal king would have Weaving Ships, along with Dance Music Ships.
Zhao Xing took a glance at Tu Yao, she was dressed rather plainly.
At the moment, her long hair was tied up, with only a red hairpin adorning it.
Her vestment robe was also a seventh-rank Weaver’s plain white formal suit, with a gold-threaded colorful belt around her waist and a seventh-rank green silk silver seal hanging from it.
The decoration inside the Weaving Ship wasn’t luxurious, even though many Weavers were coming and going, it didn’t give him the feeling of entering a spider’s lair, rather a sense of dignified beauty.
Soon, Tu Yao led Zhao Xing to a spacious room.
"Mr. Zhao, earlier Mr. Long had an exclusive vestment robe made for your battle pet."
"My teacher assigned this task to me."
"Since it required custom fitting, it stayed on the ship. I originally planned to send it down today, but unexpectedly Mr. Zhao came early."
Zhao Xing cupped his hands: "Thank you, Mr. Tu, I hope the Mountain Cat didn’t cause you any trouble."
Tu Yao slightly shook her head: "No, it behaved well, and was very cooperative during the making of the robe."
"Just curious, what’s its name?"
"... Good name." Tu Yao forced a compliment.
Indeed, it sounded like a name a general would give.
At the sound of the conversation, the Mountain Cat darted out from behind the curtain.
It rubbed against Tu Yao’s leg, looking quite lazy.
The Mountain Cat’s fur was originally gray and black, with a purple stripe running from its forehead down its back to its tail.
But now it had turned into a ’red cat,’ with only its eyes, ears, nose, and mouth exposed, the rest wrapped up, looking quite festive.
After a few rubs against Tu Yao, it opened its mouth, seemingly waiting to be fed.
When it lifted its head, it saw Zhao Xing.
The Mountain Cat obviously froze, then sneakily took two steps back.
Zhao Xing snorted, "Good, you cheeky cat, enjoying yourself here."
"Mr. Zhao, are you satisfied with the vestment robe?" Tu Yao asked.
"I’m satisfied." Zhao Xing cupped his hands, "Thank you, Mr. Tu."
"Aotian, we should go."
Zhao Xing called out, and Long Aotian finally walked away from Tu Yao’s side.
Seeing that Zhao Xing had no intention of sitting down for a while, Tu Yao got up and saw him and Long Aotian off the ship.
Zhao Xing got off the ship without looking back.
"Yaoyao, who was that person? You personally saw him off." A Weaver passing by asked Tu Yao.
"Zhao Xing, the Nine-section Commander of the Divine Might Army." Tu Yao said, "It’s said these Earth Fire Lotuses were planted by him."
"Ah, it’s him?" The Weaver obviously got excited, "I’ve heard this name quite a lot lately, but never met the man. Such a young and talented person, why didn’t you ask him to stay longer?"
"He has to be willing too." Tu Yao shook her head helplessly, "He took the vestment robe and left the ship."
Below the ship, Che Shihai ran over eagerly and asked:
"Boss, why did you come down so quickly? That was quick!"
"Want to know? Follow me." Zhao Xing narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Ah? Boss, have you heard that I..." Che Shihai instinctively took half a step back.
Zhao Xing, without another word, grabbed Che Shihai by the neck and, with Mountain Cat in tow, flew to the training field.
"Boss, why are we here at the training field?" Che Shihai had a bad feeling.
"Didn’t you want to know why I went to the Weaving Ship?" Zhao Xing said with a half-smile, "Now, I’ll let you find out."
"Boss, I suddenly remembered there’s something I need to do in the camp, I’ll head back first..." Che Shihai instinctively wanted to escape.
"Aotian, get him!" Zhao Xing immediately ordered the Mountain Cat.
"Swish~" The Mountain Cat instantly pounced on Che Shihai.