Flying back to Zhu Gate, Zhu Gate looked the same as before, with somewhat lax guards and a calm atmosphere. Were it not for the astonishing scene where every person in the market was a Zhu Clan powerhouse, Zhu Minglang might still think his Family Door exuded the same idle vibe as Mister Jinli.
All that was merely superficial.
Even he, a Young Master of Zhu Clan, had not seen through it.
Arriving at the Lakeside Study, Qin Yang was standing guard outside as usual. She looked at Zhu Minglang with confusion and surprise as he approached, travel-worn.
"Has he finished eating?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Yes, yes," Qin Yang nodded, puzzled about how the young master knew that Zhu Heavenly Officer was having a late-night snack.
Pushing the door open, Zhu Heavenly Officer was sipping tea, with the residual smell of leftover food in the room, which quickly dispersed thanks to the breeze from the lake, only to be replaced by the fragrance of green tea.
