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Qiandu.
The Cabinet.
Yao Ningqing was taking notes on a book, while in front of him, Skeleton Wanyan sat on the guest chair with a grand manner, gulping down a cup of tea like a bull drinking water, and even chewed on the tea leaves a couple of times before swallowing them down his throat.
"Are you done yet?" he asked, setting the tea cup down and looking forward.
Yao Ningqing paused his writing, then raised his head and smiled, "Thank you for your hard work, Master Wanyan, it's now recorded."
"Alright then, if there's nothing for me, I'll be leaving. I don't really like the atmosphere here; it's too serious."
Skeleton Wanyan twisted his neck, straightened his huge body, and was about to leave.
"Wait a moment, Master Wanyan."
"What now?"
Skeleton Wanyan stopped in his tracks and looked back.
Yao Ningqing said, "This might be a bit early, but I'll ask you in advance... Does the Warrior Clan have any plans to serve Great Qian?"
"Huh?"