The House of Ember Veils was elegant but subdued, standing like a solitary lotus amidst ash and ruin. Its walls were made of glazed black bricks that reflected the flickering Earth Flame lanterns hanging from carved eaves. Silken veils hung over the arched entrance, catching the faint wind like the breath of a sleeping beast.
Two women stood at the doorway, dressed in robes of flowing crimson and silver. Their cultivation wasn't low either—both were at the second tribulation stage of the Immortal Realm, enough to fend off troublemakers.
As Daoist Chu and Meng Bai approached, the women bowed politely, offering warm but practiced smiles.
"Esteemed guests," one said softly. "Welcome to the House of Ember Veils. May your evening be illuminated by desire and truth alike."
Daoist Chu nodded. "We're not here for company. We're here for information. Please inform Lady Qin that a guest bearing the VIP Silver Raven Token wishes to speak with her."
