Xu Ling had not dared say much until Zhou Xuan suddenly said, "Keep going to Prince Lu's Residence."
Only then did Xu Ling breathe a sigh of relief. After a moment's thought, he asked, "Young master, how much do you know about Prince Lu?"
Zhou Xuan cast him an indifferent glance. "Not much. There's very little information about him circulating among the common folk, either. Why? Do you know something about him?"
"I wouldn't claim to know him, but I have indeed met Prince Lu a few times. A friend from my school days also had dealings with him and mentioned this prince to me."
Xu Ling recounted everything he knew about Prince Lu.
"This Prince Lu usually keeps a very low profile. He generally only interacts with officials at court assemblies and otherwise lives by himself in his residence or secondary estate. He rarely even holds banquets. Though he has formed a faction, most of his followers gathered together naturally. Everything about him seems very understated."
"But if you ask whether he truly has no ambition to contend for the succession, I wouldn't necessarily say so. It's simply that Prince Qi and Prince Shu are so powerful that Prince Lu doesn't want to be dragged into their struggle."
The half-demon's account sketched an image in Zhou Xuan's mind before he had even met Prince Lu. Once they arrived, the ox cart circled the Prince's Residence. Watching the aura swirling above Prince Lu's Residence, Zhou Xuan once again felt something subtle and strange.
The noble aura of Prince Lu's Residence is weaker than Prince Qi's or Prince Shu's. That's hardly surprising, but something about it feels odd. It seems I'll have to see the man himself.
With that thought, he asked Xu Ling, "Do you have a way to let