The banquet at the Four Seas Pavilion ended in an atmosphere of superficial harmony, with everyone harboring their own schemes.
Everyone rose one after another to take their leave, their words remaining polite.
Wan Shangyi personally saw the guests out of the pavilion, a broad smile on his face.
Chen Qing followed the crowd out of the Four Seas Pavilion, a cool evening breeze brushing against his face.
"Junior Brother Chen, please wait a moment."
A gentle voice sounded from behind him.
Chen Qing turned around to see Wu Anren walking over slowly.
He Shuang was not with him; she had already left.
"Brother Wu." Chen Qing stopped and cupped his fist.
Wu Anren walked closer and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Chen, you seem rather quiet today."
