At Gui Junxi's question, the young man smiled and replied, "Mr. Gui, whoever stands behind me, it hardly has anything to do with you now, does it?"
His tone held a contempt he might not even have noticed himself. Indeed, Gui Junxi was no longer Prince Lu's chief strategist. He had neither the standing nor the power to pursue the matter.
Gui Junxi froze. After a moment's thought, he let out a long sigh. "I've reached the end of my road. It truly has nothing to do with me anymore."
With that, he lowered his eyes and fell silent, thinking, My pawn should be nearly at Prince Dai's Residence by now, shouldn't he?
Prince Dai's Residence
It was past noon. There had been no rain for days, and now that July had arrived, the stifling heat was even harder to bear. An oxcart entered through a side gate and went straight to a courtyard, where a residence guard pulled the reins and brought it to a halt.
"Are these all scriptures?" Jian Qu hurried over upon hearing the news and saw several crates being unloaded from the oxcart. When their lids were opened, volumes of thread-bound books lay within.
The guard bowed and answered, "Sir, these crates contain the Golden Feather Shrine's entire collection. We confiscated it and brought everything here."
There might have been only a few crates, but books were precious in this age. Every Divine Shrine had a different collection. The basic texts might be commonly available, but each was sure to possess rare treasures unavailable elsewhere.
Whether there was one such treasure or several, that alone made the haul worthwhile.
Knowing his lord liked collecting such things, Jian Qu waved a hand. "Move them all inside and store them carefully. Don't be clumsy."
"Yes!" Several guards