The post station in Ying Capital City was converted from the original Xiangguo Temple of the Cheng State, and it covers a spacious area.
In the main room of the courtyard,
Lord Zheng reclined on a chair, his eyes slightly lowered.
Below him, two people were sitting.
On one side was the Blind Man;
on the other, the King of the Wild People.
Earlier, there was also an instructor from the Snow Sea Pass who had just finished asking questions and had now departed.
Many influential figures in Ying Capital City knew that Lord Pingye had entered the city tonight, and after entering, he had gone to the post station to rest. They were waiting to send visiting cards the next day to pay their respects.
Those who were certain they would be summoned were already preparing gifts;
those uncertain, held a bit of anxiety as they awaited tomorrow.
At present, as long as one's eyes weren't blind, it was clear that this lord's future prospects were naturally limitless.
