"Miss Hirakawa, it seems you imply that our Traditional Chinese Medicine originates from your country. That is quite interesting. I wonder, how long is your country's history? Our Huaxia history is ancient beyond measure, but we know for certain that in this civilization, we have five thousand years of recorded history. Could you please enlighten us on the number of years in your country's history?"
Zhu Yanyi looked like a curious child. "Please don't mind, Miss Hirakawa. I just love to ask questions until I get the bottom of things. It’s my nature. I don’t know much about your country’s history. How many years does it have? Who knows, I’m so interested in it."
Zhu Yanyi’s tone and attitude were very polite. Precisely because of this, Hirakawa Asaka paused slightly. Her smile almost faltered, but she managed a faint laugh. "Our country’s history is also quite long."
"Oh, I know that. About two thousand years, right?" Dong Bo Cao acted as the perfect assistant at this moment.
Zhu Yanyi blinked her eyes beside her. "Fifth Senior Brother, is my math bad? Is five thousand smaller than two thousand?"
"How could that be? Five thousand is definitely not smaller than two thousand. Don’t talk nonsense," Dong Bo Cao pretended not to understand Zhu Yanyi’s meaning.
Zhu Yanyi chuckled. "If that’s not the case, why do they say our Chinese Medicine and their 'Heavenly Medicine' share the same origin? I remember, 'same origin' means the same ancestor. And usually, it refers to the main lineage. Did I misunderstand? When did our Chinese Medicine and their Heavenly Medicine become the same root?"
"You didn’t misunderstand. This 'Heavenly Medicine' is just a branch of Chinese Medicine that spread abroad. They say that to save face. It’s like when a concubine’s son leaves the family in ancient times; she might claim to be from a certain noble house. After many years, they might even claim that the noble house belongs to them. It’s just a way to confuse people," Dong Bo Cao explained in the manner of an all-knowing scholar. Zhu Yanyi listened obediently, looking like a good girl.
"Oh, so it’s the branch born from a concubine. I understand now." Zhu Yanyi agreed seriously. "No wonder their character has issues. You see, concubines in ancient times served with their beauty. They say, 'Marry a wife for virtue, take a concubine for beauty.' It shows concubines had little knowledge. This limited their vision, so they always thought they were unique in the world. They claim things that aren’t theirs as their own. I understand this mindset now."
She was sharp-tongued. Zhu Yanyi felt her verbal skills had evolved significantly. She wondered if she would still be this sharp when facing Yan Aohan.
The four people beside Hirakawa Asaka looked unhappy. Although Zhu Yanyi spoke in Huaxia language and the translator hadn’t spoken yet, they had studied Huaxia language and understood her words. After hearing this, they wished they hadn’t understood. They couldn’t argue with Zhu Yanyi, because doing so would admit that their Heavenly Medicine was not authentic. But if they stayed silent, they had to swallow their anger. So, they were furious, their faces turning iron-gray.
Representatives from other countries raised their eyebrows slightly. They hadn’t expected Zhu Yanyi to be so eloquent. It seemed this little girl was not as harmless as she appeared.