Qiao Zhi did not seem intimidated by her, but she was not careless or rude either. She paid attention when Gu Yangjin spoke, considered the ideas, and responded with her own thoughts. There was a familiar rhythm to it, though Gu Yangjin could not explain where she had felt it before.
"You said you had arrived today," Gu Yangjin said. "Have you seen much of the city yet?"
"The outer market, the weapons district, several streets where people tried to sell me things I did not need, and one very dishonest collection of gate fees. I would not recommend that last attraction."
Gu Yangjin's expression changed. "What happened?"
