The Clear Sky Discourse differed from other gatherings. Whatever its purpose, whoever attended, its outward form was exceedingly free. Before all the guests had even arrived, clear songs already drifted through the air. Since it truly carried the air of a discourse, it naturally needed the habits of famed scholars as well.
Especially upstairs, it was unlike an ordinary banquet or pleasure hall, where one had to get acquainted with everyone. Those with close ties chatted and laughed idly; those with distant relations had no need to pay attention to one another, at most exchanging a greeting.
However, some people were the center of attention wherever they went.
After Yu Ci went upstairs, the first thing he saw was a short, fat old man surrounded by five or six people. Each had their own calculations, yet all wore smiling faces. At the same time, nearly everyone's gaze upstairs was focused there.
He recognized that short, fat old man.
Xin Tianjun...
Yu Ci truly had not expected to encounter Xin Yi on such an occasion, and he found it rather strange.
As though sensing his gaze, Xin Yi happened to look over as well. Their eyes met. Yu Ci thought for a moment. Though he had dealt with Xin Yi back in the Northern Wasteland, and had even played chess face-to-face with him, the other man should not have been familiar with this appearance. He likely would not connect the two.
Thus, he did not go over. He merely cupped his hands in greeting from afar. Xin Yi only smiled and nodded, counting it as a mutual salutation.
At that moment, Yu Ci suddenly gained a certain "awareness." Perhaps he, too, was another conspicuous "center" within Shuxuan Tower at this moment.
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