In a dim-lit lounge, a lone figure sat in the corner with a floor lamp lighting the side of his face. Yi Chen was sitting in a relaxed posture with his fingers resting on his forehead giving off a tranquil atmosphere.
As peaceful and calm as he was he wasn't sleeping. In fact, he was trying to comfort himself after being blocked by Zi Han. He kept telling himself that once Zi Han sees the copied script and his grandfather's map he would be taken out of the blacklist.
"You aren't asleep yet?" asked a deep hoarse voice that could only belong to the Marshal.
Yi Chen had long sensed his father's presence he just kept his eyes closed. He slowly lifted his fingers revealing a pair of hazy eyes.
"Yes, did you have dinner yet?" he asked while straightening his body from its sluggish posture.
