The two of them sat down cross-legged. Lin Hui used the tea powder Wang Yueheng had left behind, pouring it into the teapot with water and putting it on to boil.
The March weather carried a late spring chill. A few small insects had begun to stir, flying around the pavilion until a gentle breeze, stirred by Lin Hui's Inner Strength, blew them away.
"But a single word from you, Observatory Master, could salvage so much... Lady Liu Xiao has now broken through to become a Priest, truly entering the upper-middle echelons of the Rain Palace. For someone of my status, she could decide my entire future with a single word. If she truly means to target me..." Yan Wanqiu sighed as she settled into her seat.
"Is it that serious? A Priest's authority can influence the Chen Family?" Lin Hui asked, surprised.
He had grown rather fond of entertaining guests here, chatting while brewing tea.
