Cai Jianqiang looked up at the starry sky. "The New Human Alliance is the darkest organization there is, the enemy of all humanity. Why would he work with them? He even practiced Corpse King Transformation, and..." He looked at Lu Yin. "Zi, I'm sorry about Bai Xue."
Lu Yin chuckled. "You didn't do it. Why apologize?"
"I didn't believe you," Cai Jianqiang said apologetically.
He was an honest man. When it came to Lu Yin and Zi Rong, he had chosen to believe Zi Rong. In the end, the truth had proved Lu Yin right, and Cai Jianqiang felt terrible about it. He always felt that he owed Lu Yin an apology.
Lu Yin liked making friends with people like him.
"Got any wine? Join me for a drink," Lu Yin said.
Cai Jianqiang waved his hand, and more than ten sealed jars appeared on the table. It was the same wine the three of them had shared before. "Let's drink to the memory of our hearty friend," he said, raising his voice.
Lu Yin lifted a jar. "All right."
The two of them drained a jar apiece in one go, feeling thoroughly refreshed.
There wasn't much wine, but they drank all night. By the next day, they were both a little tipsy. They hadn't tried to sober themselves up; the pleasant haze felt good.
Cai Jianqiang leaned against the stone table, swaying unsteadily. "Let's put the past behind us. I know why you came to see me, too. If you're back, then so be it. The Spirit Interpreter Research Association's standing really has fallen these past few years. Your position means you can't favor the Spirit Interpreters forever."
Lu Yin nodded. "Thank you."
His return might have escaped the notice of ordinary people, but not Cai Jianqiang's.
He hadn't