Qi Xuansu followed Yao Pei to the second floor. Several large rooms there had already been arranged for interrogations and administrative work. However, since Qi Xuansu had not been convicted and was only a suspect, he was not bound in shackles, nor was he imprisoned.0

Trailing behind Yao Pei, Qi Xuansu could not help but ask, “Dearest niece, since when have you and Qing Xiao become so close?”0

Yao Pei gave no reply.0

Qi Xuansu continued, “Daoist Yao, what do you think of Acting Deputy Hall Master Li?”0

This time, Yao Pei responded, “Do you want the nice version or the blunt one?”0

“The nice one.”0

“He’s rather upright in character, calm in crisis, and generous. After all, he represents the Li family and resembles the Holy Xuan. If one day you lose to him, you likely won’t bear much resentment.”0

Qi Xuansu asked again, “What’s the blunt version?”0

Yao Pei answered, “The dog that bites doesn’t bark.”1

Qi Xuansu clicked his tongue. “That doesn’t sound like something a refined lady from the prestigious Yao family should say.”0

Yao Pei was unfazed. “Blunt as it...2