Three days later.
9 A.M., in the morning.
Drizzling rain persisted, and the entire Fengrao City was bathed in a gray curtain of rain.
The court date for Tiantai Pharmaceutical had finally arrived. Underneath the Jade Pavilion building, Li Songyan was holding an umbrella and looked up, the black and gold color scheme of the imposing building making him feel somewhat inferior.
Wei Tianyang stepped out from the main entrance of the hotel, with his confidential secretary following behind, holding an umbrella for him. Six members of the Inner Guard were escorting him from a dozen steps behind.
The two met once again in the open square.
Li Songyan silently sighed. Back in Chicken Snake Country, Wei Tianyang was just a lost youth sitting on the street corner. Now, in just about two months, he had donned brocade clothes and had his own secretary, having been arranged by the Emperor of Yin to stay in a luxury hotel that only catered to political dignitaries.
