"Where did Master Long go?" MeiLan whispered as the banquet continued. A group of beautiful women and musicians had assembled in the aisle between the tables to dance and play music. MeiLan ignored the entertainers, and instead searched the faces of every eunuch that passed, but she couldn't find the too-handsome face or a flash of silver-white hair.
"Master Long?" Emilian looked confused. "Why would he be here? Didn't we leave him at Yongli Manor?"
