Translator: Aran

  “He really is a brash person. It seems like the worries of Gongzi[1] and the others, really were needless," said the young man with a fan in his hands, with a scholarly long robe who seemed to be around twenty four or five years old. His facial features seemed righteous, but there was a maliciousness concealed between his eyebrows. He looked at Ye Qingyu's retreating figure, exposing a faint smile.

  The other young man wore a brocaded robe, with gold fabric ty..