At first, Little Bad King had been unwilling to accompany Zhao Haochen to the Heavenly Prison. To him, the less he participated in the whole affair, the less likely he was to be exposed. Staying out of it and knowing none of the inside details would have been ideal.
But the commotion in the Heavenly Prison was far fiercer than planned, and he had no idea what the Storyteller had actually done. Considering that he might have to clean up the Storyteller's mess afterward, he felt that going along now might let him gather useful clues and information, allowing him to handle any unexpected developments more calmly later.
"Let's go. We'll head to the Heavenly Prison together." After calling out to him, Zhao Haochen left the Tea Room with Ren Ye.
Both yesterday and today, Ren Ye had stayed at the Zhao Family longer than usual, but there was nothing conspicuous about it. Young Master Zhao had invited him to stay for tea; he had not stubbornly lingered of his own accord.
Over their tea and idle conversation these past two days, the two had grown considerably closer. Zhao Haochen had even tactfully indicated that he knew Ren Ye possessed the "Three Thousand Secret Treasures," and knew why his father made Ren Ye read the classics for an hour every day. It was nothing more than "cutting open his belly to comprehend the various Dao resonances of the Three Thousand Secret Treasures."
Thus, he had shown Ren Ye a great deal of sympathy, along with guilt over his inability to change the situation.
He had even tactfully shared his own understanding of the Three Thousand Secret Treasures, offering Ren Ye some pointers and discussing it with him, though his words were restrained and never too explicit.
Ren Ye had already