Green Mountain

In the dimly lit Iron Refining Workshop, the remaining heat from the blast furnace slowly decreased.

In the shadowy interior, the Princely Heir and Zhang Xia sat opposite each other in silence, neither of them knowing if they would survive until tomorrow.

Zhang Xia went to find a clean cloth and washed it, then turned to the Princely Heir, "Could the Princely Heir please step aside for a moment? I need to clean the Commandery Princess’s body."

"Alright," the Princely Heir, sitting crossed-legged on the ground, stood up and moved into the shadows, turning his back on Bai Li and Zhang Xia.

As Zhang Xia knelt on the ground and wiped Bai Li’s body, he asked, "When did the Princely Heir and the Commandery Princess find out that Chen Ji was an Executive Officer?"

The Princely Heir casually replied, "There was a time when Bai Li and I were in a dangerous situation, if it weren’t for him coming to our rescue, Bai Li and I would probably not have survived."

Zhang Xia, with his head lowered, said, "I once asked my uncle if he could teach me the Official Gateway, but he said I didn’t have the talent to become an Executive Officer. Executive Officers are so rare in this world, it’s really enviable."

The Princely Heir paused for a moment, "Uncle?"

He soon realized that Zhang Xia’s uncle was that Deputy Director of the Imperial Observatory, Xu Shu.

The Princely Heir chuckled, "I also once harbored the same thought, but my father said that the identity of a Princely Heir is naturally incompatible with the Official Gateway, it’s impossible to succeed."

Zhang Xia was a bit puzzled, "Naturally incompatible? What does that mean?"