When Li Mu Yang arrived at Siyuan Hall, Song Tao was standing by the window, admiring the snowy scenery in the Plum Garden.
Although Song Tao was only the Song family's Third Young Master and did not even have an official position, merely being born into the Song faction was enough for every lineage in Tiandu to treat him as an honored guest.
Besides, his aunt was the current empress of the Xifeng Empire. With such a powerful backing, where in all of Xifeng could he not go?
Since coming to Tiandu, Li Mu Yang had crossed paths with this Third Young Master Song quite a few times.
When they had gone to the Thousand Buddha Temple to worship Buddha, they had even traveled together the whole way. Of course, at that time, he had only been Li Sinian's coachman. Perhaps Song Tao's eyes had not even held a nobody like him. It was only because he had saved Cui Xiaoxin by a twist of fate that Song Tao had taken a little notice of him.
After his battle with Mu Yubai of Still Water Sword Hall, Li Mu Yang's identity had been exposed. Now that this Third Young Master of the Song family had personally come to visit Lu Mansion, what could he want?
If he had come to demand an accounting, would that not be outrageously overbearing?
From afar, Li Mu Yang cupped his hands and bowed toward Song Tao before saying, "Sorry to have kept you waiting, Third Young Master. Mu Yang is deeply ashamed."
Only then did Song Tao withdraw his gaze and seriously size up the white-clad youth before him.
His cheeks were refined, and he could even be called exceptionally handsome. In this era when thinness was considered beautiful, anyone who saw him would