The doors of the guest villa clicked shut, sealing out the rich aromas of Lin Laifu's banquet and plunging Lu Feng and his two companions into the quiet serenity of their temporary home.
The glowing lanterns cast long, dancing shadows across the polished wooden floorboards as Han Lin exhaled a soft breath, loosening the tight, formal posture she had maintained all evening.
"Well," Han Lin murmured, leaning back against the edge of a mahogany table with a quiet, musical chuckle. "If anyone ever needed a masterclass in how to completely bamboozle a greedy loan shark while making him feel like he won the lottery, they only need to watch you in action, Young Master. You practically had the man ready to hand over the deed to his entire estate for three basic healing pills."
