Although Qiguan Rang was born as a commoner, he had learned how to survive among the various influences in the northern border. His experience was much richer than teenagers like Feng Jin, whose thoughts were seldom put into practice.
Feng Jin had considered Qiguan Rang a distant man that was difficult to befriend, but his opinion had changed after a brief conversation with him; he was excited by his wise remarks.
Very quickly, Feng Jin addressed him as "Wenzheng" instead of "Langjun." This proved how friendship between ancient men was often prompted by a skipped beat of the heart… Ahem…
"Wenzheng, you said you've got a guess. What's it?"
Qiguan Rang tapped his fan on his knee and asked solemnly, "Huaiyu, do you know the House of Meng in the county Meng?"
Feng Jin was confused. How was it related to the Meng's? But before he inquired, an appalling thought flashed in his mind, startling himself to the brink of losing his manner. "How can you…"