Chapter 1801: Sunset. II
Qin Ran immediately sensed the furious gaze.
However, Qin Ran paid it no mind.
He had considered all kinds of possibilities before coming here.
The situation before him?
It was merely one of them.
And the easiest kind to deal with.
If they had truly remained calm and composed, he would have become even more vigilant.
"They're already unable to hold back..."
"As expected, the pressure you're under is even greater than I imagined!"
Qin Ran thought to himself, his expression unchanged as he followed the previous pace and slowly passed between the two rows of guards, entering Aetandin's royal palace.
Just as it had appeared from outside, the palace before him was nowhere near as luxurious as he had imagined.
It was even inferior to an ordinary Noble estate.
Just like that old marquis's residence.
Everything was exceedingly restrained.
It could even be said that Aetandin VI's palace style had influenced those ministers truly close to him.
When those above favored something, those below naturally followed suit. That was no exaggeration here.
Qin Ran climbed the steps and entered the corridor. The stone floor was polished smooth, while the walls on either side held no tapestries or oil paintings, only two suits of armor displayed as decoration. On the iron chain chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, candles as thick as arms brightly illuminated the entire corridor. After walking several dozen steps along it, he entered the palace's great hall.
Compared to the corridor's austerity, this place finally had a little of the feeling befitting a royal palace.
Red-and-gold drapes hung along the walls, tied to wall pillars inset with silver candleholders by pure golden cords. The exposed stone walls seemed warm and soft beneath the candlelight.
Rows of oak tables had been placed across the