Yan Qing played with the Nine Interlocking Rings for a while but found it dull. After Yun Luo had returned from escorting Mr. Zhang to Duanyang, Yan Qing tossed the rings aside and stood up.
Yun Luo noticed that Yan Qing was bored and tentatively asked, "Little Marquis, are you going to continue sleeping in your room, or...?"
"Since I've arrived in Caojun, I've been out four times and encountered assassinations twice," Yan Qing mused. "What do you think, if I go out again today, will someone still try to kill me?"
Yun Luo couldn't guarantee that there wouldn't be an attempt on his life today after yesterday's assassination, so he shook his head, "I can't say for sure."
"Why don't we go out again to test our luck?" Yan Qing asked him.
Yun Luo certainly didn't want Yan Qing to go out and tempt fate again. The little Marquis was here to enjoy himself, not to serve as bait. "The rain hasn't stopped, and there are no fun places to go. Maybe we shouldn't?"
