Are We Being Watched Again?
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The four people remained motionless, sitting in the pavilion all along. Observing from a distance, Young Master Rong left quietly when there were no unusual circumstances.
An hour later, the banquet began, and the emperor and his three companions were invited to the front.
The main hall of the Rong family, also the square of the imperial palace, was filled with stalls, emitting the fragrance of fine wines and delicious dishes.
Regardless of the aspect, everything was exquisite!
The head of the Rong family, Young Master Rong's father, finally saw the person who brought the ice.
He didn't recognize him; perhaps he was merely a traveler passing by, a capable businessman at most.
If they could avoid offending them, they would. Making friends was fine, but everything would cool down once they left.
Therefore, he did not come over to entertain them. The emperor's group was arranged at a table with strangers, nodding to each other.