She remembered that when she first gave him that envelope, he had simply felt it through the paper and tucked it into his tunic without even glancing at it. She had assumed he intended to look at it later, never imagining he would wait until today to open it.
Did he truly have not a shred of curiosity? If it were her, she would have torn it open long ago.
Hearing the sound of someone entering, Zhongli Ting’s movements paused; he then gestured toward the seat opposite him with a slight tilt of his chin.
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