She decided that it would not be too late to make a move after fully investiging what had happened back then.
In her view, Geng Pengcheng was as good as dead, but before that, she needed to find out certain answers.
The next day at high noon, Qiao Mu and company were led to the official mansion's main hall after a night of rest.
Prefecture Lord Geng, ah no, Dunzhu had invited not only Qiao Mu and them to entertain them at today's banquet. He had even invited many of Shuntian Prefecture's sect masters to accompany them.
Madam née Feng was done up exquisitely and was sitting beside Dunzhu, with Huanghe and Lingfei standing behind her.
There was dance and song in the banquet, and everyone exchanged cups of wine as they talked and laughed.
Many of the sect masters had come to attend with their sons and daughters.
Even though they didn't say anything, their gazes would seemingly keep passing back over the seat of honor.
