The night was deep.
Crimson Mountain returned to camp with the sound of iron hooves.
Liang Qu strode back to his tent, and someone parted the curtains with a teasing tone.
"Back for the commotion?"
Liang Qu recognized it as Ran Zhongyi's voice and, without waiting to reply, saw Xiang Fangsu also part the tent curtains.
"Ashui, your ceremony in Yixing Town last time was quite the spectacle, summoning three sprite monsters. Then you deliberately set a fire in Huazhu County, is there some trick to it? Why not share with us?"
Liang Qu shrugged, "You didn't grow up by the water, you wouldn't understand. Actually, it's quite thrilling."
Xiang Fangsu raised an eyebrow, "Really?"
"Why would I lie to you? Being the main officiator is like being the grand marshal. Tomorrow, I'll ask if other places are sending royal ships. Want to give it a try?"
"Is it that miraculous?"
Xiang Fangsu walked out of the tent, itching to try after Liang Qu's words.
