Bab 806: Choice

A fire was burning in the fireplace as pinewood crackled in the flames.

Don Juan was sitting on the sofa beside the fire. He remained silent while the other uninvited guest stood at a corner of the study room. The latter was carefully looking through all of the Chief Inquisitor's collections. Clad in a greyish-black old robe, he looked like a vagabond and presented quite a huge contrast with the sophisticated and classy setting. Yet, there was an air of authority about him that was hard to describe. Even though he did not say a word, it seemed like he was the host here. He was the King of Blue.

"Coffee or wine?" Ye Qingxuan stood in front of the bar counter and turned around to ask Don Juan.

"Water will do."