Zhou Academy.
Chen Qing had just finished his form and come to a standstill. Sweat slid down his sharply defined jaw, and his chest rose and fell faintly.
As he regulated the surging Qi and Blood brought on by his stance training, a disciple hurried over and handed him an invitation.
"Senior Brother Chen, someone asked me to pass this invitation to you just now. He claimed to be the Wu Family Steward."
The Wu Family Steward!?
Chen Qing's heart tightened slightly as he accepted the invitation.
His only encounter with the Wu Family in Gaolin County had been that "fist match" at Niangniang Temple Wharf.
He opened the invitation. The signature was indeed Wu Manqing's.
Her words were earnest, inviting him to the Linfu Restaurant in the Inner City for a talk.
Linfu Restaurant was the foremost restaurant in the northern part of the city.
Looking at the invitation in his hand, Chen Qing could clearly see Wu Manqing's gesture of goodwill.
Choosing a restaurant rather than the Wu Family residence also showed a measure of sincerity.
If it truly is as the invitation says, turning spears into jade and silk would not be a bad thing.
Chen Qing mused inwardly.
He was not one to delight in brawling and ruthless fighting by nature. If he could avoid needless enmity, he could not ask for more.
As dusk gathered and lanterns began to glow,
Linfu Restaurant's soaring eaves and intricate brackets gleamed beneath brilliant lights. Those coming and going were all people of standing in Gaolin County.
Dressed in a neat, blue-cloth tight-fitting outfit, Chen Qing walked with steady steps. Led by an attendant, he went straight up to the quietest private room on the top floor—Tingtao Pavilion.
The door to the private room opened, and a breath of