章 1797: Zhan Family Clan (1)

Outside the window, the moon shone bright and clear and Elder Ying sipped lightly at his drink as he gazed at the moon, the corners of his lips tightened stiffly, his eyes deep.

At that moment within the Shadow Moon Palace Lord's sleeping chambers, the large number of Elders were crowded before the Palace Lord's bed eagerly ingratiating themselves. However, among all those people, Elder Ying was not included.

Admiring the view of the moon outside, a shadow of a figure suddenly appeared in Elder Ying's sight.

"You've come." Elder Ying's mouth curled up into a smile, as he swirled the wine in his cup, not surprised in the least by the person who appeared.

Jun Wu Xie went walking inside silently and sat down on a chair beside Elder Ying, to place a palm sized brocade box upon the table. With a light push of her fingertips, she pushed it right across to Elder Ying.

Elder Ying's eyebrow lifted. "You've found it?"