Gongsun Ce spoke with a sneer, not a hint of the slick charm he had displayed at the laboratory entrance.
Mo Yuankai popped open a can of cola, then tossed another to his junior brother: "What's so unusual?"
Gongsun Ce casually drew a card, the clubs jack, featuring a well-known knight from Morton's legends.
"How would you assess Knight Orianna?"
"Sincere, kind, responsible, and altruistic; she's a rare breed of a good girl nowadays," Mo Yuankai said. "But her kindness is excessive; she's been well-protected to the point of a significant lack of social experience."
"That's correct, big brother. Orianna might be a good girl, maybe even a good knight—but she's certainly not a good diplomat. I believe the Kingdom of Morton has countless people more suited for a negotiation task, yet it was she who came before us," Gongsun Ce tossed the card into his friend's hands. "What does that tell us?"
"Come on, don't ask me."
