Green Mountain

The courtyard, the assassin, the black cat, the moonlight, the youth.

This scene resembled a painting, bizarre yet unexpectedly harmonious.

Jiao Tu stood on the rooftop, looking down at Chen Ji who was picking food beside the square table. She suddenly felt emotional, "Time flies so quickly. Two months ago, when Yun Yang said you might surpass both of us, I didn’t believe it. Yet in the blink of an eye, you’ve indeed become our superior."

Chen Ji sincerely responded, "It’s a matter of coincidence. On the one hand, I have risen quickly, and on the other, you two have fallen rapidly... If I had been slower, or if you had been slower, none of this would have happened."

Yun Yang’s expression turned slightly cold. He folded his arms and looked at Chen Ji coldly, "You are not yet qualified to be our superior."

Chen Ji smiled, stepping back, "I do not wish to be your superior. It’s just that the Ritual Supervision is complex, and I only wish to join hands with you. You need to regain your zodiac positions, along with cultivation resources and paths, while I need assistance. It’s that simple."

Chen Ji continued, "In private, we need not refer to each other by our official titles. I’m not your superior, and you are not my subordinates, how’s that?"

Yun Yang’s expression softened somewhat.

Jiao Tu suddenly burst out, "But how can we trust you? You betrayed Prince Jing, the Commandery Princess, and the Princely Heir; if you rise to power, you could betray us too. Alas, poor Commandery Princess, when I saw her yesterday, the light was gone from her eyes."

Chen Ji’s chopstick-holding hand paused, then he broke into a smile, "If mocking me makes you feel better, then I can’t ask for more. Please go on, let’s get this over with and then talk business."

Jiao Tu exclaimed, covering her mouth as she laughed, "I didn’t mean to mock you; we just have our concerns."