"That was the son of an influential family in this city, Master Clark. The Song clan controls one of the largest pill industries, with operations in major cities across the region," Matthew explained quietly, his gaze darting around the music pavilion.
Clark barely seemed to register the information, leaning back in his seat with an easy smile. "The Song clan, you say? Doesn't make a difference to me." He waved a dismissive hand, his voice carrying a nonchalant edge. Then, with a more inviting tone, he turned to Jade.
"Come on, Jade. Why don't you enjoy some of the finer delicacies here? I'm sure the pavilion has more than just music to offer."
Jade hesitated, glancing around the pavilion. The soft notes of the musicians had faded into an uneasy silence. Those who had gathered to listen were now hastily gathering their belongings and moving toward the exits, glancing nervously over their shoulders.
