In the Tian room of the Tongxin Inn in Shantong City, Lu Ying tidied up her face, opened the window, and let half of her face bask in the sunlight.
"Aren't you afraid it's a Hongmen Banquet?"
Seeing Chen Yi return, she asked.
Not long ago, Chen Yi had gone downstairs to meet with Qin Tu, who informed him of a meeting at Qingfeng Pavilion, the largest and final base of Lifeng Pavilion in the city.
"The County Magistrate said to first take me to scout the layout of Qingfeng Pavilion—only regular customers can enter," Chen Yi retorted. "And if it's a Hongmen Banquet, so what?"
"Dangerous." Lu Ying paused for a moment and said, "The Overlord of Chu was never one to be trifled with."
"Yet I have the spirit of the Emperor Gaozu."
Lu Ying shot him a sideways glance.
Unperturbed, Chen Yi pulled out a sign tube from his chest pocket and said, "How about drawing a stick?"
Lu Ying blinked, shook the tube, and drew out a stick.
It was the "Supreme Fortune" stick.
