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A dozen or so minutes later, Gui Minghao, Fang Tingbo, and Zhong Feng knocked on the door of the Chen Clan's private room, No. 22.
The heavy door slid open soundlessly. Ma Zhibin stepped aside to clear the way, a barely perceptible trace of weakness between his brows. "Uncle Minghao, you're here."
Warm light spilled out from within.
Chen Zhang sat by the window, lost in some unknown thought.
Ning Hai, head of the Glazed Tile Merchant Guild's Heaven Dou branch, held a smooth white jade game piece between his fingers, idly tapping it against the edge of the sandalwood board.
Ximen Wenming, Soul Fighting City's chief administrator in Heaven Dou, sat straight as a pine, his teacup held halfway up, white steam curling from it.
Xue Dingshi, head of the Bright Mirror Merchant Guild's Heaven Dou branch, wore a dark green qipao newly released by the Liu Family that lent her figure a graceful elegance. Her gaze was composed.
In the seat of honor, Yang Jingxue rested her hands one atop the other on her knees. A plain brocade shawl wrapped her shoulders, and her bearing was as serene and dignified as a pool in a mountain ravine.
Gui Minghao, Fang Tingbo, and Zhong Feng entered in turn and settled into the low velvet chairs reserved for them.
The air carried the scents of aged cigars and freshly brewed pre-rain Longjing tea, along with something subtler: an unspoken understanding.
"Uncle Minghao, Uncle Tingbo, Uncle Feng." Ma Zhibin raised his hand to pour the tea, keeping his voice low. "Upstairs just now... they didn't give you any trouble, did they?"
Gui Minghao lifted his teacup, touching the white porcelain rim to his