In the Emperor's Room, on the sixth floor of the Yangchun Inn in Dayu City.
A man in dark robes sat by the window, his features as fine as a painting and his bearing extraordinary. His gaze was fixed on the bustling crowd below.
"Master, two invitations have appeared in Dayu City. One is from Old Prince Feng of Nanyuan, and the other is from Elder Chen. They are both for the twelfth of June, at the same time and place," the guard said, handing over the two cards.
The man turned, his gaze landing on Elder Chen's invitation.
"Elder Chen hasn't celebrated his birthday in years. Who sent this invitation?" His voice was clear and elegant, a pleasure to hear.
"It was sent by a young woman who returned from the sea."
"Look into it."
"Yes."
The guard withdrew.
The man turned his head to gaze into the distance, where the sea stretched out to the horizon. The breeze carried the reek of fish, causing him to frown slightly.
He disliked the smell of fish.
