Linjiang City, Prefecture Government's backyard.
In a pavilion, a lantern swayed with a faint light, its fiery glow appearing tranquil and eerie in the deep night. This strange light shone upon Yang Yuzhi and Wan Yan, who were sitting face to face.
On the table, there was a pot of wine, but it wasn't opened. The two were staring at each other, seemingly trapped in a tense situation.
A gentle breeze passed by, and Wan Yan cheerfully opened the wine pot, pouring a cup for Yang Yuzhi and himself.
"Lord Yang, let's toast to our victory!"
Wan Yan casually raised his bowl to toast Yang Yuzhi, and then drank it all in one go.
Yang Yuzhi did not drink, glanced at the wine pot, and said, "I have official duties to attend to; drinking is not suitable now."
