"How did he get involved with him again?" Jiang Wang wondered.
Zhongxuan Sheng let down the curtain of his sedan chair and said leisurely, "The man just now is the nephew of the Imperial Court Adviser Xie Huaian, named Xie Baoshu. Xie Huaian has no sons, only this nephew who is somewhat promising, and he values him greatly."
More than just a bit promising? Anyone who could compete for a spot at the Yellow River Gathering must be strong. It's just that his wits seem a bit off...
"Then what?" Jiang Wang asked.
Zhongxuan Sheng suddenly smirked, "Don't you think that the name Xie Baoshu pairs very well with a certain name? Hmm?"
This "Hmm" was especially meaningful.
Their names pair well?
Xie Baoshu...
Jiang Wang's thoughts raced, and he suddenly thought of a name, "Uh. Wen Tinglan?"
Zhongxuan Sheng laughed heartily, "That's exactly what Xie Baoshu thinks!"
