The three of them set out in the afternoon. Shengshi Mansion's Mansion Master came out to see them off, his face a picture of misery.
His gaze, when it landed on Yan Jingxing, was filled with resentment, as if he felt he'd been tricked.
'Why does he get to go instead of me?'
But because of Grand Commander Nangong Yuan of Celestial Capital, he ultimately didn't dare to say a word.
"There won't be any idiots like that, don't worry. The officials of our Ziyue Dynasty aren't that corrupt..." Yan Jingxing felt a headache coming on.
On the way to Lanlou Mansion, Qi Suian had described a whole slew of potential scenarios they might face.
These included everything from some hedonistic young master lusting after Grand Commander Nangong's beauty to Qi Suian getting challenged for stepping into a room with his left foot first.
"It's better to be safe than sorry. I'm experienced in these matters." Qi Suian's "experience," however, came from reading trashy, brain-dead novels.
