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... ncheon once again found himself completely unable to make sense of what had just happened.

Regardless, the banquet—despite a bit of disruption—had ended on a relatively pleasant note.

And now, Jincheon’s group was on their way to the secondary residence.

As expected, the Heavenly Flame Palace maintained a secondary estate here in Nanzhou.

‘Well, they had one even in small cities. It’d be strange if they didn’t have one in the biggest city.’

Thinking that, ...

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