Yan Qing? Isn't he Rong Xiu's subordinate? The 'master' he's referring to must be Rong Xiu then. Since when did he arrive in Xi Ling though? Despite the questions in his head, Mu Qinghe calmly nodded and entered the mansion.
The mansion wasn't big. After walking past the courtyard and through a corridor, they arrived at a room.
Yan Qing pushed the door open and invited Mu Qinghe inside. "Please enter, Lieutenant Mu."
Mu Qinghe thus entered the room.
A faint herbal fragrance lingered in the air of the warm room, and Rong Xiu was seated next to a bronze gilded furnace. He was dressed in a robe as white as the snow outside.
"Master, Lieutenant Mu is here," announced Yan Qing respectfully.
Rong Xiu looked over.
It had been a while since they last met, but Rong Xiu appeared even more distinguished and alluring than before. Even Mu Qinghe couldn't help but admit in his heart that the other man's good looks were one of a kind.
