Chen Yi had not seen Chen Yunfan for some time.
Their last meeting had been on the day White Immortal and Snow Sword Lord sparred.
But back then, Chen Yi had been concealing his identity and had not met Chen Yunfan face-to-face. He had only known that he and Cui Qingwu had watched those two bouts.
Now, Chen Yunfan rambled on, "His Majesty's decree has arrived, ordering me to head to Guangyuan in a while."
"Guangyuan?"
"Right Envoy to the Commander-in-Chief."
Chen Yi raised his eyebrows, then smiled and bowed. "Congratulations, Elder Brother. Congratulations."
"Rising six grades within a year-an achievement rarely seen in the past two hundred years, and likely seldom to be seen again."
When he had sent Chen Yunfan the evidence of Zhu Hao's crimes, he had already surmised that he might be promoted to deputy envoy of Shuzhou's Commander's Office.
Now that the Imperial Edict had arrived, it came as little surprise.
The irritation on Chen Yunfan's face froze. "Rarely seen? Seldom to be seen again?"
He forced a smile and asked, "Younger Brother Yi, do you truly think this is a good thing?"
Chen Yunfan's smile was not particularly pleasant, tinged with resentment.
He did not believe that someone as clever as Chen Yi could fail to see the strangeness of this matter, and naturally felt rather displeased.
Zhuangyuan, a Subordinate Fourth Rank administrative councillor, a Subordinate Third Rank Commander-in-Chief-to him, none of these compared to Chen Yi's supreme Spear Dao realm.
To put it plainly.
Chen Yunfan knew very well that many secrets must lie behind his smooth rise through officialdom.
One day, he might have to pay a heavy price for it.
Chen Yi said noncommittally, "Your soaring rise through the ranks is naturally a good thing, Elder Brother."
"Don't you agree?"
Seeing