And Pei Yunmeng, as the Princely Heir to Lord Zhao Ning, knew that the powerful always had to be cautious and accommodating with one another.
She looked toward Pei Yunmeng.
Pei Yunmeng rose from his chair with a smile and shook his head at Lu Tong.
"I cannot."
"I am neither kith nor kin to Doctor Lu. Helping Doctor Lu would mean offending others. The mad dogs of Shengjing are difficult to deal with, and I never trouble trouble until trouble troubles me."
He moved past Lu Tong, seemingly intending to open the door and leave.
A hand caught hold of his sleeve.
Pei Yunmeng lowered his head.
Delicate fingers clutched his black robes, displaying a kind of desperate determination. Lu Tong said calmly, "Lord Pei seems to have forgotten, you still owe me a favor."
Pei Yunmeng paused.
