Zuo Jiqian's appearance here left Zheng Fan somewhat surprised, yet not entirely so.
After the assassination attempt at the funeral of the former Commander, Xiao Dahai, Lord Jingnan had sat on the threshold of the mourning hall, with Zheng Fan and Zuo Jiqian kneeling below. Due to Zuo Jiqian's noble lineage, Lord Jingnan had even chatted idly with him.
It would be impossible to say Zheng Fan felt no envy at that moment. After all, whether in ancient or modern times, a good pedigree could make everything significantly easier.
However, recalling it now, on that day Lord Jingnan had also discussed the Zuo family's old patriarch with Zuo Jiqian. Their conversation, though clearly observing the distinctions of rank, still carried an undercurrent of amity and mutual respect between prominent families.
Damn it, what exactly was going through Lord Jingnan's mind back then? Zheng Fan mused. Was he perhaps looking at a little quail about to be snuffed out?
