As everyone knew, the Zhao Family stood at the head of Delusion Village's Four Great Families, with unfathomable reserves.
But standing at the back gate of the Zhao Residence, Ren Ye felt that it was rather different from what he had imagined. Although the estate was large, comparable to the residence of an imperial relative in a great dynasty, a closer sweep of his perception revealed that its antique courtyards were neither as imposing nor as extravagant as he had expected.
In terms of construction and grandeur, it even looked slightly inferior to the Yin Family's medicinal workshop.
Heh, were they so overwhelmingly powerful that they no longer deigned to display their status through worldly possessions? Did this prove the saying that keeping a low profile was the most badass way to show off?
Like a country bumpkin visiting a grand estate, Little Bad King stood at the Zhao Residence's back gate, "looking this way and that," inwardly excited.
He was full of anticipation and had guessed countless times what exactly he came to the Zhao Residence every night to meet Zhao Mi for, and what secrets lay between this old man and this youngster.
Unfortunately, the Heavenly Dao had provided so little information that he had no idea at all.
Amitabha, boundless Heavenly Venerable, bless me, great Human Emperor! Please let tonight's experience give me a little more useful information... one drop, even a single drop would do!
"Tap, tap, tap...!"
After waiting for less than a quarter of an hour, Ren Ye heard steady, measured footsteps coming from the Zhao Residence's open back gate.
Before long, a graceful young gentleman dressed in white walked out to greet him.
He looked about twenty-six or twenty-seven, tall and slender, a little lean, with a face as handsome as polished jade,