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Although Han Ziqi went carousing with Lin Xiao, Zhang Boxin, and others, he had consistently stationed people to monitor the guest house. He was aware that Xie Jue and Fang Chuning had gone out. As Han Ziqi drank, he kept pondering—was Xie Jue avoiding him to dodge discussing Sannan's matters in detail? These spoiled generals had remarkably tight lips; no matter how much probing he did, no useful information slipped out. Clearly, Xie Jue had instructed them well, and naturally, they dared not go against his orders. Han Ziqi could understand that. But what baffled him was how Xie Jue, gravely injured as he was, could still follow Fang Chuning on a nocturnal stroll. Truly unbelievable.
Clinking glasses with Lin Xiao, Han Ziqi chuckled and remarked, "Your General Fang and Prince Yan really have an extraordinary bond. Even when Prince Yan was severely wounded, General Fang cared for him tirelessly, without sleep—brothers by blood wouldn't do better than this."
