"You're a little late..."
Within the Han Kingdom, one of the Seven Kingdoms.
In Xin Zheng.
Inside the General's Manor.
Ji Wuye, holding a wine cup, suddenly spoke.
However, the visitor swiftly retorted, and quite bluntly at that. "But this conversation hasn't started yet, has it?"
Before the words had even faded.
Under the flickering light.
A fat middle-aged man wearing brocade robes and an emerald thumb ring hurriedly stepped in to mediate, laughing heartily. "Please calm down, you two. This is a matter of great importance. The General summoned us here urgently to discuss Nightfall's survival. But all the more at a time like this, we must be cautious. We mustn't give Han Fei an opening. Her Ladyship is in the palace, where there are many eyes and ears. Naturally, getting away takes more effort than it does for idle men like us, who arrived earlier..."
Ji Wuye smiled and said nothing more.
The visitor did the same.
Standing in the shadows behind a gauze curtain.
One could only judge her gender from those stunningly graceful curves.
As for her face, it was veiled by shadow.
Unless one approached closely, it was difficult to see clearly.
Compared to this woman with an explosive figure, there was another person at the scene hidden in the shadows. Yet even with keen eyesight and at close range, it was difficult to make out this person's face, because he wore a bamboo hat. With a gentle downward tilt, it was enough to block everyone in the world's view.
Perception and seeing through things were still different.
Though he could not blind everyone.
He could cover his own face.
To put it more grandly, you could not carpet the entire world, so you could only put on shoes to keep your feet from getting