Chapter 152: Mu Tianyang meets Han Zilie

Han Zilie let out a low, humorless chuckle, stepping further into the moonlight. "You are as perceptive as your reputation suggests, Senior Disciple Mu. I appreciate the directness. You are correct. I am not here to trade poetry. I am here because I believe we currently share a common, incredibly frustrating variable in our respective lives."

"A variable?" Mu Tianyang arched a single, elegant brow.

"Let us not insult each other's intelligence," Han Zilie said, his voice dropping. "Lin Yuan. And, by extension, that entire upstart household he has dragged into the provincial palace."

Mu Tianyang's expression did not shift, but the internal temperature of his Qi dropped by a degree. He remembered the unspoken threat Lin Yuan had delivered at the garden gathering. He remembered the chilling, immovable weight behind Lin Yuan's eyes.