Night had deepened. Wang Yue hurried along, racing all the way to Yun Kaitian's residence.
The guards outside the pavilion did not stop him in the slightest when they saw him arrive. Instead, they bowed respectfully. "True Disciple Wang, please enter. The Young Sect Master gave orders long ago that if you came, you may enter at any time."
Warmth stirred faintly in Wang Yue's heart as he quickly stepped into the pavilion.
The candles in the hall burned brightly. Yun Kaitian was already seated at the table, his fingertips lightly tapping its surface. Hearing the footsteps, he raised his eyes, then gestured to the maid at his side.
The maid came forward and poured each of them a cup of hot tea before retreating softly, leaving the space to the two of them.
"Young Sect Master."
Wang Yue let out a breath of turbid air, stepped forward quickly, and handed over the letter and Golden Dragon Token together. "Third Prince Jiang Yuting has asked me to go to the Gold and Silver Tower at noon tomorrow."
Yun Kaitian accepted the token and letter, his gaze sweeping over the Third Prince's dragon-patterned token and the handwriting on the letter.
His face instantly turned cold. Pinching the letter between his fingers, he said with killing intent in his voice, "There are actually wretches within the sect who eat from the inside and feed the outside. They truly deserve death!"
He fell silent for a moment, then looked up at the bewildered Wang Yue and slowly said, "Go see him tomorrow. Don't worry. Nothing will happen."
"Why does the Third Prince insist on seeing me?"
Wang Yue pressed further. He believed he had no dealings whatsoever with the imperial family. The only possible connection was the matter of stirring the Four-Eyed Blood