"Overbearing and unrestrained, such an arrogant attitude can hardly be my husband's doing, whose hand penned these words?" The consort of King Jing examined the writing for a while, her gaze intense as she questioned her own husband.
"My lady, if you have already guessed, why bother asking knowingly?"
The couple exchanged a glance, and amidst a shallow smile, the consort of King Jing floated away, leaving only a trace of fragrance in her wake.
The candlelight flickered inside the room, illuminating King Jing's intermittently obscured face.
At that moment, a series of knocks, one long and two short, sounded, and the door opened.
A person in black, wearing a hood, stealthily walked in. As soon as he entered, he took off his hood, revealing a head of white hair.
"I pay my respects to King Jing."
"Senior Shen Ji Bai Xiao has arrived. This success was smooth sailing, thanks largely to Senior's guidance. You have worked hard, Senior."
