Those seated nearby were either high-ranking court officials of Roselight Capital, members of the imperial family, or honored guests from elsewhere, such as the Wei Household.
It would not have been wrong to call this the center of power in Roselight Capital.
Zhang Yuan's plain Daoist robe looked decidedly out of place among this crowd.
Yet the seat Hong Sha led him toward was ahead of most of the court officials, opposite the Wei Household's seats. Directly across from it sat Wei Kan, Wei Jianxing, Wei Liu, and the others from the Wei Household.
Wei Liu caught sight of Zhang Yuan out of the corner of her eye and immediately looked over, then swiftly turned her gaze elsewhere, as though he was beneath a second glance.
No...
This seat is wrong.
Even if Zhao Lian took me seriously because of the background I claimed, giving me a seat like this before knowing whether it was true is taking me a little too seriously.
Zhao Lian isn't some big-breasted, brainless woman. On the contrary, she's quick-witted. She couldn't possibly have so little sense.
Zhang Yuan suddenly stopped. The maid Hong Sha halted beside him, a flicker of panic crossing her face as she asked softly:
"What's wrong, Daoist Zhang?"
Zhang Yuan swept his gaze over the seated guests. When he saw Miao Jin's barely suppressed smile, he smiled himself.
Oh.
It seems Miao Jin does have a bit of a brain, coming up with an underhanded trick like this.
Tsk. Being away from the Azure Firmament Dust-Dyed Realm and mingling with people from the outside world for so long has really dulled my vigilance.
Zhang Yuan lightly patted Hong Sha's soft, smooth shoulder and said quietly:
"Servants who make mistakes can lose their heads."
At Zhang Yuan's words, Hong Sha's rosy