"They left something half done. Naturally, we can take it over. We are desperately short of branches and tendrils in the west. With Prince Yan making such a move, I was only too glad to agree." Lu Wu raised a paw and tapped the empty bowl before him lightly. "The fine wine in my bowl should be finished now, shouldn't it?"
With a few chimes of jade, the jade bowl before him duly vanished. Lu Wu nodded in confirmation. "Then my part is complete."
At this, Pei Ye looked down, then to the side. In the jade bowls before him and Dali, the Grape Wine they had drunk that day still rippled against the sides.
Dali's still held about a fifth, and his about three-fifths.
Pei Ye picked his up and drained it in one swallow again. "I understand. I will accomplish my part as well."
"Sorry for the trouble, Shaoli." Lu Wu tapped the table. The Immortal Music receded, and the banquet ended. He looked at Pei Ye. "There is one more matter I should compare notes with you on."
"What is it?"
"Heavenly Mountain is coming to meet with the Immortal Platform tomorrow. Those known to be coming include Chu Xiao, the Pond Master of Weifeng Pond, and [Red Steed] Nie Shangheng. You went to the Heavenly Mountain Sword Banquet yesterday. What did you tell them?"
Pei Ye thought for a moment, then told him about his conversation with Shi Zanxue. "I didn't see either of those two yesterday. Nor did I disclose any specifics about immortal authority or the Heart of the Western Court to Heavenly Mountain. As far as Heavenly Mountain is concerned, I know very little, and I'm not particularly closely connected to you."
Lu Wu nodded. "I imagine Heavenly Mountain has only a few