The Bodhi Garden looked dilapidated in winter. It had once been home to countless servants and descendants of the Meng Family, forever bustling with prosperity. Now, there was only one master and a few dozen servants. They could not even clear all the snow from the garden, much less withstand winter's invasion.
Meng Mingshu felt utterly desolate. Three charcoal braziers had been placed in the room, yet he still felt chilled to the bone.
When Gu Shenwei entered, Meng Mingshu was staring blankly at the glowing red coals, fantasizing about Xiao Fengchai's face and body. It took him a long while to realize that someone else was in the room. He abruptly looked up, his body trembling violently. "D-Dragon King... why are you here?"
"Yes, it's me. Did you find it?"
Meng Mingshu was dumbstruck. He had found the documents related to Wei Song, but he had never expected the Dragon King to come and retrieve them personally. It was not until he hurriedly handed over the package that he suddenly realized the contents might be extremely important. It was already too late to take them back, so he could only say, "I went to the old residence. Madam Meng... rarely returns to Stone Fortress and hasn't seen the Unrivaled King for several months. I really couldn't find anything out. Dragon King, give me a little more time."
"There's no rush. Take it slowly. You only need to remember this matter."
"I remember. I remember it very clearly."
By the lamplight, Gu Shenwei briefly flipped through the papers in the package. He threw the obviously meaningless documents into the brazier, keeping only a few dozen sheets. After wrapping them up again, he tucked them into his robes. "Very good," he said.
"Dragon King, don't blame me for prying, but I