Wufu today, while at the scene, misjudged two pieces of seed material, and Ah Jiu knew about it. However, he didn't see it the way Wen Jian and the others did—they thought she lacked ability and insight—instead, he believed it was all intentional.
As for why he was so sure, perhaps it was blind trust?
Now, having heard Wufu's words, he was very pleased and said, "You have learned to cloud the vision of your opponents."
Wufu chuckled, "That way, when I spot something good tomorrow, no one will compete with me for it."
"Oh, so you're certain there will be good things?" Ah Jiu raised an eyebrow.
"Not certain, but whatever is presented at the finale should be good, right? Otherwise, why call it a finale? If there really isn't, then I just won't bid!" Wufu said.
"But if there truly are good things, and others notice them too, they will compete with you, right?"
With a sycophantic smile, Wufu said, "That's exactly why I need Ninth Master to join the game!"
