The sky was dark.
Rain poured down in torrents.
From time to time, lightning flashed, bleaching the ground a ghastly white.
Then came the rolling thunder.
Lü Yi stood to one side, holding an oil-paper umbrella over Jiang Ning. Half her shoulder had already been soaked through by the rain, making her look rather pitiful.
Yet Jiang Ning did not notice this at the moment. He lowered his head to look at the letter the courier had just delivered, wrapped in oilskin paper.
"Who could it be?" he murmured.
Then he opened the folded oilskin paper and took out the letter within.
To Brother Jiang, personally opened. Sent by Wang Qinghan.
"Her? Wang Qinghan?" The image of one of the Wang Family's twin pearls immediately surfaced in Jiang Ning's mind.
"What could she possibly be writing to me about?" Doubt flashed through his mind again.
Then, standing where he was, he opened the envelope and took out the neatly folded letter paper.
As the letter paper was drawn out, a faint fragrance of pine soot ink lingered beneath his nose.
Jiang Ning swept his gaze over it, quickly finishing the few hundred small characters on the page.
"So that's how it is!" he murmured.
Lu Junyi's words to him at Nine Heavens Tower immediately echoed in his mind.
Wang Qingtan's master wanted to play matchmaker and marry Wang Qingtan to King Huai'an's second son. At the time, Lu Junyi had said that he intended to stop it and would need to ask Ye Zhengqi or Shen Wenyuan to step forward.
One was a Heaven-Man Grandmaster who had undergone four blood transformations and achieved the sixfold union. The other had just been granted a marquisate and was a second-rank Grandmaster of the present age.
Whichever of the two stepped forward, they