Behind White Tiger Tower lay the Carriage House compound, while Song Chi's private residence stood in its deepest reaches.
The sky had gone completely dark. The fighting on the arena outside was still continuing, but Song Chi's son had taken over as host and was chatting with the Three-Perfection Immortal Elder. Song Chi and Zhang Henggu had gathered inside the tower to discuss and sift through people who met the conditions.
Within the Song Family estate, Zhe Yunli stood on a rooftop with an umbrella, watching the fighting outside while keeping an eye on movements around the docks.
In an elegant courtyard residence not far away, the Song Residence's servants and maids had already been sent away so they would not disturb Ye Jingtang's rest.
Ye Jingtang sat in the room Uncle Song had arranged for him, quietly considering whether he had overlooked anything in today's deductions. After all, the events were so far in the past that he could not guarantee his conclusions were entirely correct.
Although Dongfang Liren was usually rather proud, she became much more docile every time she witnessed Ye Jingtang's prowess. Now she sat gently before him like a girlfriend, poured him a cup of tea, and offered it to him.
"Here, have some tea."
Ye Jingtang rarely saw Silly being so attentive. He temporarily set aside his thoughts and accepted the cup.
"Want to learn martial arts?"
Dongfang Liren certainly did. Otherwise, she would not have secretly practiced controlling the bird from a distance in her room. Especially after seeing it with her own eyes today, she felt that the gap between her and Ye Jingtang was already that between mortal and immortal, and she wished she could learn it immediately.
But from Ye Jingtang's tone, Dongfang Liren knew there was a trap. She