At the end of Victory Avenue, the avenue closest to Victory Palace, Huali had newly purchased a residence.
The buildings in the courtyard followed an antique style, their exteriors weighty and archaic, their interior furnishings as simple as possible—yet far from plain. Many of the decorations looked utterly ordinary, but upon closer examination, every single one was an antique or rare treasure of immense value.
Not a single modern handicraft could be found in this residence. At the very least, everything within was an ancient object with several centuries of history.
Imperial Chancellor Huali favored this style, and so his study was decorated in the same manner. Within the ancient, weighty study stood a massive rosewood desk that had once sat in the chancellor's office of the Sacred Dragon Court Empire a thousand years ago—an artifact left behind from that distant age.
His fingers lightly tapped the smooth rosewood desktop. The thousand-year-old wood possessed a deep, heavy luster, and when struck by his fingers, it rang with a crisp sound like clashing metal. Whenever he touched this enormous desk, Huali felt exceptionally calm.
Quietly watching Edwards stand before him with utmost respect, Huali smiled.
"So, Wan En Longshan, who paid no small price to have you look after Yu Lian, was thrown into Ashi Underprison by His Highness Bicus?"
Edwards bowed deeply to Huali and said softly, "Your wisdom rivals that of the wisest gods. Please, show me a path. I have already signed that contract and become a shareholder of the Longshan Family Chamber of Commerce, but as for the Crown Prince..."
Huali quietly watched Edwards. He closed his eyes slightly and pondered for a while, then suddenly laughed.
"It is only a trifling matter. Young people are too impulsive, making a great fuss over insignificant things. That is