Zhou Yi gave it some thought, then nodded in agreement.
What Lao Bai asked was no difficult matter. Even if they were implicated by Prince Dongyang, it would not come to exterminating his son-in-law's family.
Among the nobles of Fengyang Kingdom, marriages had intertwined generation after generation. If they kept killing like this, there would be few families left.
"Old Zhou, thank you. They say I have eight hundred friends across the jianghu, but you are the only one I can truly trust."
As Lao Bai spoke, his pupils gradually lost focus. "Once we part this time, I fear we will never meet again in this life. To die without drinking and singing with you one last time—what a pity, what a pity!"
"When we meet again in the next life..."
Zhou Yi said slowly, "If you speak to me of Pear Blossom White, I will know it is your reincarnation. I will surely drink to our hearts' content with you again."
"Good, good, good!"
Lao Bai's voice grew ever fainter. "Then it is settled. Just say Pear Blossom White. Hahaha, what joy..."
Zhou Yi fell silent for a moment, then reached out and gently closed Lao Bai's eyes.
Something suddenly occurred to him.
He took the bronze treasure mirror from his robes and infused it with Mana. Spiritual light flashed from it, yet he found no wandering soul. With a sigh, he turned and left the room.
In the courtyard outside.
Zhou Yi said to the man and woman standing quietly there, "Lao Bai is gone. Prepare the funeral."
After a long silence, sobs rose one after another. They knelt and kowtowed in farewell.
They then summoned servants and maids to arrange the funeral articles prepared long ago, while sending people to deliver mourning notices to every residence in