One thing is certain, these nobles know that a fifteen-year-old boy cannot produce such a large amount of Elf Coins unless he has someone backing him. Whether his family is hidden from the public, or he has a mysterious respected expert, nobody knows, but everyone present has a vivid imagination, coming up with one theory after another.
Though Yan Xiaobao mingled and chatted with all the guests, his mind was constantly troubled by the information he received from the bearded man. His eyes were vigilant, constantly searching in different crowds for the assassin, hoping to find him and perhaps learn something useful.
Most of the night passed without finding a trace of the man, as if he had vanished, and when Yan Xiaobao decided to give up outside, he abandoned the search. Having spent time chatting with the nobles of Liluo City, he needed fresh air and a breather.
Every noble now decided to try to establish a good relationship with Yan Xiaobao. Some wanted to become friendly for money, others hoped to befriend Yan Xiaobao to get close to the person backing this young man.
While seeking refuge in the Stone Garden, Yan Xiaobao crouched behind a large stone statue, slowly exhaling as he felt his energy being exhausted. Then, he had Lan Feng completely conceal his aura, leaned against the cool statue, and let out a heavy sigh of relief.
A sigh escaped his lips, Yan Xiaobao’s eyes widened tightly, and he held his breath as he sensed a familiar presence emerge in the Stone Garden.
Yan Xiaobao held his breath, moved slightly, and looked towards the mansion entrance, seeing the bearded man. As the man’s profile turned towards Yan Xiaobao, a big smile appeared on his face, seemingly unaware of the young man’s presence.
Beside the bearded man was a figure Yan Xiaobao knew. This strong build and serious expression instantly identified him as Lord Rong Liang. Yan Xiaobao felt a surge of excitement, guessing the Rong twins might give him some needed information.
Hui Yue regretted not approaching the two men, as he hoped to hear what was being said. Sworn internally, Yan Xiaobao quietly moved to at least see the two, but no matter how strained his ears were, he could only make out a mere murmur.
"Without me, you are helpless," Lan Feng suddenly said from within the Dantian Cave. Then, he rose to where the Qi Spiral was, raised his hands, unraveled a few strands of Qi, and guided Yan Xiaobao’s meridians until they converged in his right ear, allowing Yan Xiaobao to listen to the conversation between the two middle-aged men.
"No," the assassin said. "We will end this matter when our target is dead." Hearing this, Yan Xiaobao froze. Could it be Rong Liang? However, his fear quickly dissipated as Rong Liang asked, "Who is your target?" before Harumph.
"I can’t tell you," the assassin said, "But if I can bring his head to my employer, I will receive a great recompense."
"Is it the Royal Family?" Rong Liang asked, not appearing surprised upon realizing this person was an assassin.
"No," the bearded man said again. "It’s not from the Royal Family but from him."
With that said, Hu Rong and Rong Liang both fell silent for a long time. Rong Liang finally spoke again, "I hope this is worth it. So far, everyone who meets him ends up dead, and I cannot explain to His Majesty why you died doing private work in my city. Don’t forget you belong to the Silent Crows."
With that, Rong Liang turned back to the hall, leaving behind only the assassin and Yan Xiaobao. Fortunately, Yan Xiaobao’s spiritual energy was completely hidden by Lan Feng, and neither the assassin nor Rong Liang noticed the young man sitting behind the statue.
The party lasted throughout the night, with Yan Xiaobao and the Rong twins being perfect hosts, mingling and chatting, but Yan Xiaobao’s thoughts were elsewhere. He was given a name, which he planned to investigate immediately after his guests left.
As the last guest left the house, the first rays of sunlight shone on the beautiful courtyard, and Yan Xiaobao collapsed onto his bed, feeling more exhausted than after a night of fighting a group of assassins.
At the beginning of the party, Sha Yun appeared vibrant, and Yan Xiaobao had a theory that she gained energy by flirting with different people.
Wang Julong had maintained a consistently normal expression, showing not the slightest sign of fatigue, and Yan Xiaobao envied those who had been former guests.
For both the Rong twins and Yan Xiaobao, they were as exhausted as ever, having helped him host the party, they allowed no slight errors, causing them to run around continuously for more than ten hours.
Gao Yan was also exhausted, but his endurance was strong. His job was to ensure all the servants were in place and to ensure a continuous supply of drinks and snacks at the table.
The vast majority of guests were drunk, or at least tipsy, as they enjoyed a constant supply of wine and beer. These drunk guests, in turn, divulged many secrets to each other, and the servants stationed by Gao Yan managed to write down everything they heard, as everyone knew knowledge was power. To Gao Yan, knowledge was both power and wealth. Selling information was his best business, and today his pollution of everyone was extremely large.