The two sat on the third floor of the restaurant known as Cloud Soaring Pavilion, looking down at the courtyard below.
The courtyard held a raised platform, and a group of graceful women were dancing atop the square stage.
They wore thin gauze garments, their skin faintly visible beneath them.
Their bodies swayed like willow branches in the wind.
Soft, pleasing songs and zither music drifted through the air as their lovely figures danced lightly to the melody. Every lift of a hand and turn of a foot brimmed with boundless charm.
It made one dream of youthful days, as though pledging undying love with a beloved beside a river.
Chu Zhiyuan seemed entranced by their dancing, staring unblinkingly at their willow-soft bodies.
Chu Honglin, however, paid them little attention. His gaze wandered about before finally returning, and he said with a chuckle, "If you truly like them, why not bring them home?"
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head. "It is fine to admire them now and then. Bring them home, and I would soon tire of them. Why bother?"
"That is true enough."
"They all cultivate Devil Sect techniques," Chu Zhiyuan said. "Fifteenth Uncle, just how deep is the connection between the Devil Sect and the Devil Race?"
"That is hard to say."
"Could the Devil Sect be the Devil Race's agents within us?" Chu Zhiyuan asked. "Their information is far too well-informed."
He did not believe the Imperial Observatory was merely drawing a salary for nothing. Once those body-snatching Great Heavenly Demons infiltrated the imperial court, they would definitely be discovered. Estates of Third Grade and above were also constantly inspected by the Imperial Observatory.
He had searched several times through Soul Pearls as well.
Yet even under such circumstances, their intelligence remained so sharp. Clearly, it was not