52 - His House

The road did not last long as Xiaojian braked at the foot of a huge house.

It was the Prime Minister's house, so we shouldn't be surprised. It was the house of a master of extravagance, so we should be even less surprised. But Zheng Tai was a natural to surprise any of his guests.

Roses, tulips, and camellias were arranged according to their corresponding tones. Automated fountains and a gate larger than a house. This is what awaited us.

I turned to Xiaojian, "I wouldn't be surprised if he got the gate electrified and installed alarms everywhere." I was pointing at the fence, "And it's not like we can step over it. What are we going to do?"

Xiaojian rolled her eyes, "Nothing." He pouted, which offended me a little, and walked towards the gate, "Tai's paranoid, I admit it, but he's also very arrogant. He considers that you can't betray him beyond a certain threshold." He took out of his pocket a golden key, decorated in the same way as the doors.