Chapter 16: A Sword Must Not Harm Others
Marquis Changle merely held her wine cup, listening with an indifferent expression, offering neither approval nor refusal.
When the banquet came to an end, Fang Xun hurried forward, eager to ingratiate himself further.
“This humble official has already prepared a quiet and refined residence for Marquis Changle…”
Before he could finish, he was gently cut off.
“No need. I have my own accommodations.”
Fang Xun froze for a moment. Then, the scene before him left him utterly dumbfounded.
The agarwood sedan chair that Marquis Changle had arrived in suddenly rose into the air without warning.
Immediately after, a series of intricate mechanical sounds rang out in succession. Hidden mechanisms within the carriage began to unfold and expand at a frantic pace. In the span of a few breaths, the sedan chair, originally meant for a single rider, transformed into a massive mansion suspended in midair.
Its size even exceeded that of the entire county yamen below.