Inside Jade Splendor Hall, jade tables were arranged in a fan.
Si Chen and his companions had been seated in the central area directly opposite the seat of honor.
It offered the best view and was also the most conspicuous spot. Almost everyone in the hall could easily look their way.
Zhou Yan waved his fan, glanced at the open and covert looks coming from all around, and lowered his voice with a smile. "Well, well. They've put us on a rack over the fire."
Si Chen gave Zhou Yan a puzzled look and calmly sat down. "It's not hot."
Xie Changsheng: "..."
He silently picked up his teacup, took a sip, and decided not to join in.
Beside them, Song Chi was actually blooming with delight inside.
A rack over the fire?
Wasn't an occasion like this, with all eyes on him, tailor-made for him?
He had to display the composure befitting an expert.
But the curve he couldn't suppress at the corners of his mouth still betrayed him.
The burly man Black Mountain had transformed into meticulously straightened his robes and sat upright as a bell. He actually took a snow-white silk handkerchief from his Storage Ring and carefully wiped the cup before him.
His movements were unhurried, with a strangely refined air.
Sitting beside him, Red Wind's eyes twitched. Red Wind wanted nothing more than to give him a couple of blows to the kidneys right then.
What bear carried a silk handkerchief around when going out?!
Luo Qing kept her head lowered throughout. She suddenly felt a little regretful.
Had she known... she should have insisted on coming alone.
She focused on the patterns on the cup before her, as though she could comprehend the supreme Great Dao from them.
She tried to draw even the