After entering the main hall, Chen Ping'an, whom Ning Yao had temporarily drafted into service, approached a chair but did not sit. He reached out and lightly pressed a hand against its armrest.
Cao Gun had just been about to speak when Xuan Shen beat him to it, roughly explaining the reason to Lord Yin Guan.
Song Gaoyuan could not help but laugh, suddenly feeling as though he had returned to the Summer Palace.
Still, they had to admit one thing: once the young Yin Guan arrived, they all relaxed.
Having heard the general account, Chen Ping'an smiled in realization. "If we want to settle this matter properly, it is a muddled account. You could say you were wronged, and you could also say you were not. The one who previously drew a sword against Wang Jia was an offering priest from my Luopo Mountain. She heard Wang Jia and the Emperor His Majesty of the Jinpu Dynasty drinking a little wine and saying a few rather unpleasant things. Her temper is not particularly good, and on Luopo Mountain these days, she values her position as an offering priest more dearly than anyone. So she could not hold herself back and secretly sent out a sword, which led to today's misunderstanding."
Cao Gun finally found an opening and said with a smile, "Look at the fuss we made. We have caused trouble for Lord Yin Guan."
No matter how shamelessly flattering Xuan Shen was, he could not utter such indiscriminate bootlicking. He had no choice but to change tack. "We truly ought to thank Senior Xu Jun. Otherwise, we would never have had the chance to meet Lord Yin Guan."
Song Gaoyuan looked around, and for a moment it felt as though he had revisited an old haunt. One familiar