Spring 2003
Black Glasses and Yun Zhao sat under the sunshade in the courtyard. "Zhaozhao, Wu Sansheng has already tricked the Mute into King Lu's Palace. Is there still no news from the Zhang Clan?"
Ever since they parted ways in Banai a few years ago, Zhang Qiling had been coming and going like a ghost. If not for occasional tidbits of news about the Zhang Clan, Black Glasses would have been afraid that the fellow had pushed his luck too far.
Chapter 418