Shang Qinghua walked over and lightly tapped Yue Mingxuan on the head with the folding fan in his hand.
Yue Mingxuan reacted a beat too slowly, he turned to look at him before letting out a sigh, wondering when a life like this would finally come to an end.
"Alright, enough of that. We should head back. I heard from Moonless Cicada that lately Rong Zishen has been lingering around you a lot. If we return too late, he'll probably notice. It wouldn't be good if he discovers your connection with Flying Opera Group and the Midnight Blades."
Yue Mingxuan nodded; that was true.
Every time, Rong Zishen seemed to appear before him as if by coincidence and he never knew exactly when the man had shown up.
"Good thing you're back. I was worried you might be late tonight. I received word—the Emperor may summon you today. Wang Jian told me to hurry up and find you."
As soon as the door was pushed open, Gongsun Xing was already sitting inside.
