As the two greeted each other with the courtesy of scholars, an inexplicable breeze drifted through the hall, its doors and windows shut tight.
Within the lamps veiled in gauze by the walls, the candle flames swayed softly.
In the wavering, dim yellow candlelight, everyone's shadows stretched long.
Chen Yi looked at Sixth Young Master of the Liu Family, who was still laughing without pause. His expression gradually calmed as he asked:
"Brother Liu, could you tell me why you sought me out tonight?"
Though he could roughly infer the reason, he still wanted to hear Liu Jing's thoughts.
Clearly, the Liu Family of Jingzhou's scheme involving Linglan Pavilion had fallen through, and shopkeeper Qian Kuan and the others had already lost their heads.
Even Liu Hong, the Left Commissioner of the Shu Provincial Administration, had no intention of standing up for the Liu Family, swiftly cutting through the tangled mess to give the Xiao Family an explanation.
Why had Liu Jing not thought of returning to Jingzhou, instead going out of his way to seek him out?
Could it be merely to kill him and vent his anger?
If that was truly the case, then the Sixth Young Master from the Liu Family of Jingzhou seemed rather brainless.
Liu Jing's laughter ceased. He looked Chen Yi up and down, and a trace of ferocity gradually appeared in his eyes.
Yet at this moment.
There was still a faint smile on his face. "Naturally, I have invited brother Chen to climb high and gaze afar with me!"
Chen Yi paused, looked overhead, then glanced toward Marquis Dingyuan's Estate.
He understood.
The climbing meant ascending to the top of this Wooden Tower.
But gazing afar did not merely mean looking into the distance. It also meant taking a look at Marquis