"Oh?"
Jiang Xiaobai stared at the box in his hands, his face full of surprise.
That master left this for me?
Such a big box. What could be inside?
A hidden weapon?
No, surely not. I wrote three pieces for her. She ought to be thanking me-why would she hide a weapon inside?
After a brief hesitation, Jiang Xiaobai opened the box.
A delicate fragrance immediately wafted toward him!
Jiang Xiaobai sniffed and discovered that the box actually contained a scented sachet.
The sachet was plain white, embroidered with faint cloud patterns.
One glance was enough to tell that it had been made entirely by hand.
But that raised a question...
Why had the master at the Lake Pavilion given him a scented sachet?!
He was not the only one puzzled. Tang Ningshuang, standing beside him, was bewildered too.
After all, when a woman gave a man a scented sachet, it was generally a token of affection.
But... that master could not possibly be expressing affection for Jiang Xiaobai.
Could there be another purpose behind it?
Jiang Xiaobai pondered for a moment, then took out the sachet.
He had intended to check whether something had been placed inside it.
As far as he knew, some masters enjoyed playing mysterious little games.
What if this master at the Lake Pavilion was the same?
But the moment he lifted it, Jiang Xiaobai discovered a sheet of paper tucked beneath it.
His brows rose slightly, and he took out the paper with curiosity.
Once unfolded, it revealed some writing. The message was just as simple as before.
"Thank you for the scores, young master. You are a man of great talent. I offer this scented sachet with no other intention than to express my gratitude."
"Should you encounter difficulties in the future, you