Qin Yu had spent the last two days blending in around the town and even sneaked into the county office to browse through some county chronicles and national records. She had managed to jot down the basic knowledge about the country, but the county office neither had the authority nor the vision to record information about the Immortal Sect. The strength of the Wuque Sect and what it truly represented were still unknown to Qin Yu. She didn't have a clear concept of the position this Great Qin Kingdom had in the world either, but judging from the ordinary mindset of the nation's grassroots population—it wasn't weak.
A weak country has no diplomacy, and the county chronicles wouldn't frequently record details about agricultural products concentrated in the county city for trade.
