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The moment Old Ge poured it out, a sweet fragrance that smelled of pear or grape rose from the cup. It probably was juice, but the color was odd, and there were cloudy bits suspended in it.
It reminded He Lingchuan of that stream he had passed on the way here, the one with that greasy sheen floating on the surface.
“No, thanks.” He had no courage to touch unidentified liquids. “How do we stay in contact after this?” He had no intention of making this trip over and over again.
“That part’s easy.” Old Ge stepped outside and bellowed a couple of times at the nearby trees.
When he came back in, something black and furry sat on his shoulder.
At first, He Lingchuan thought it was a large rat, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an oversized squirrel with a bushy tail and long hair sprouting from behind its ears.
“Take it to a tree near your residence. If you need something, just call it down.” Old Ge grinned. “From now on, it’s our messenger.”
He Lingchuan nodded, and the squirrel promptly jumped onto his shoulder.
“Oh, right, what do you know about Fang Canran, the chief steward at Dun Garden?”
“Steward Fang?” Old Ge answered without even thinking. “He’s General Golden Horn’s most trusted and most capable chief steward, the one who practically handles all the Golden Horn Clan’s businesses by himself. Outside,...
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