Yu Ke had inherited Xie Guan's memories, and some of his usual mannerisms as well.
His steps were cautious and steady as he followed closely behind the eunuch in charge of the imperial seal.
The old eunuch, clad in a crimson robe embroidered with pythons, shifted his gaze slightly.
The youth followed behind him, the hem of his robe swaying gently with every step. The arc of each swing was identical, as though it had been meticulously calculated.
His pace was steady, neither rushed nor sluggish. Every step was as precise as if it had been measured out.
The youth looked straight ahead, maintaining an appropriate distance without appearing timid or constrained.
The old eunuch could not help but feel a trace of appreciation in his heart—conducting oneself was like learning to walk.
Especially so!
Old men like them, who had spent their lives deep within the palace, could glimpse a person's temperament and depth of mind merely from the way they walked.
This youth had stolen the limelight at today's Gathering of Beauties Banquet and won the favor of Third Master and Chancellor Su. It was a blessing like "walking on level ground straight into the blue clouds."
Yet he carried the calm steadiness of one mature beyond his years, neither delighted nor sorrowful.
Perhaps it was because the old eunuch had been cautious all his life in the palace, coupled with the habit of guiding others that he had cultivated over many years, that he could not bear to leave a worthy talent untended.
He offered Xie Guan an extra reminder out of goodwill.
"Young Master Guan, once you enter Immortal-Inviting Tower, do not go to the fourth floor."
The old eunuch said quietly, "Just wait on the third floor. This servant will make all the arrangements for