Immortal-Inviting Tower, second floor.
Xie Yuan and the others had already learned that Xie Guan had gone up to the fourth floor to meet Chancellor Su and the Third Master.
Their hearts, which had only just settled, now rose into their throats again.
If Xie Guan's answer failed to satisfy those two, then perhaps no one could save him today.
Everyone was anxious, unsure whether Xie Guan's poems and lyrics could move Chancellor Su and the Third Master.
Zhang Yunzhi had risen to her feet, her gaze locked tightly on the fourth floor, her expression tense.
The people on the third floor also raised their heads one after another, their eyes burning as they looked toward the fourth floor.
For a time, Immortal-Inviting Tower fell utterly silent, as though even the performances of the flower queens on the four stages at the Gathering of Beauties Banquet had been forgotten.
Xu Xiyue was watching the fourth floor as well.
As Xie Guan ascended to the fourth floor, the eunuch in crimson python robes slowly withdrew. The poems he had copied down began to be passed from floor to floor.
"Sixth Brother, what do you think will happen to Xie Guan today?"
Second Prince Chen Feng spoke slowly. "Will he be able to walk down from the fourth floor alive?"
Chen Feng gave a bitter laugh. "It is rather laughable. Even now, whenever I see Chancellor Su, fear rises in me without my willing it."
"Mother once told me that when my imperial grandfather was born, Chancellor Su was the one who personally lifted him from his swaddling clothes. Then came my father, and even me..."
"Mother always told me to call him Imperial Father, yet I have always called him Chancellor Su."
At those words, Prince of Yan recalled the white-haired