The Grace of Saving a Life
Zhang Yuanchen's time had also rewound to one day earlier.
From a temporal perspective, it was equivalent to two days before Wu Jiusheng was killed for the first time.
As he came back to his senses, his consciousness had sunk into darkness at the instant of death, unable even to feel the passage of time. When he opened his eyes again, the scene around him had changed.
"Young Master Zhang, this way, please!"
A voice also reached his ears.
Zhang Yuanchen widened his eyes and looked around, only to discover that he had returned to the tavern where he had been before.
This famed River-Reading Tower was the most renowned restaurant in the city, packed with guests every day. If the Zhang Family Zhang Yuanchen belonged to had not also been a prominent clan, it would have been difficult for him to reserve a seat here.
The moment he stepped inside, the fragrance of wine and meat rushed at him.
At the same time, River-Reading Tower's plump, big-eared proprietor personally came forward to greet him with eager hospitality. "Young Master Zhang, the usual today? Shall I seat you in that private room by the window?"
"Mhm."
Zhang Yuanchen nodded. Following his usual habit, he entered the private room by the window and shut the door behind him.
"I should get in touch with Senior Brother Jiusheng first..."
He took a pellet of mud from his sleeve.
The pellet was simply a lump of yellow clay kneaded into a ball. He tossed it onto the table, where it swiftly transformed into a tiny clay figure. It leaped from the window, and upon landing, melted into the earth.
A moment later, the Wild Mediator Spirit Officer established contact with Wu Jiusheng. Zhang Yuanchen immediately laid