What Did the Visitor Want?

Q-Qing Qianyang?!

The First Prince of the Qing Kingdom, Qing Qianyang?

This guy right in front of him?

Fang Yue's eyes widened, and he froze as his mind raced.

He had never expected the first prince he would meet after returning to the Capital City to be this man.

Qing Qianyang was involved with the Phoenix Organization. What was he here for?

"Don't be so tense."

Compared to Fang Yue's taut nerves, Qing Qianyang seemed completely relaxed.

Ignoring Butler Ke, who stood nearby drenched in sweat, he walked to the pavilion in the courtyard, sat down, and beckoned Fang Yue over.

"The sunset is beautiful. Shall we enjoy it together?"

"..."

Fang Yue said nothing. He gave Lin Ling, whose expression was taut, a look, then silently walked over to Qing Qianyang.

He couldn't tell whether the visitor meant him harm or not. He couldn't even see through Qing Qianyang's strength.

But there was no doubt that he was already at a disadvantage. Qing Qianyang had seized the initiative.

The question was, how much did Qing Qianyang know about him? Did he know that the letter had been leaked?

In the sunset, the young man's refined features carried a hint of frivolity, as if nothing in the world mattered to him, and there was nothing he cared about enough to linger over.

This guy... was dangerous.

Butler Ke hurriedly and discreetly had someone bring out wine and set it on the stone table.

The wine cups looked wrapped in gold and jade, carved with dragons and phoenixes. They were extravagantly ornate, and a faint, shifting sheen glimmered across their surfaces.

In Fang Yue's words, they were... classy.

Classy on another level: understated luxury, the sort that didn't need to show off.

Clearly, Butler Ke had brought out his finest things