Laughter and cheerful voices echoed throughout the courtyard, merging into a joyous symphony.
Qin Ziwen pushed the door open and stepped out. Outside, three seated figures turned their heads in unison to look at him.
Seated in the seat of honor was the Master of Bamboo Mansion. To his left sat a figure whose size rivaled his own—a plump entity with a vertical eye in the center of his forehead and skin as fair and flawless as an infant's. The person on the right had a physique similar to a normal human, but his skin was crimson, and his brows carried a hint of arrogance. His amber eyes sized Qin Ziwen up and down. After their eyes met, the crimson-skinned man gave a curt nod as a greeting.
The Master of Bamboo Mansion spoke, "These two, like me, are Lords of Wonders. We usually address each other by the abbreviations of our Wonders. I am Immortal Pavilion, and this is Jiu Chong."
