The previous owner of the courtyard assigned to Yang Jing had a rather refined taste. Though the small courtyard wasn't large, the bluestone slabs paving it had a serene texture and gave off a faint, damp scent. In the center of the courtyard stood an ancient tree, its gnarled branches twisting like a Flood Dragon, with lush, flourishing leaves.
The three of them sat down at the stone table beneath the tree.
Li Yuanqing stroked his slightly messy beard and said,
"After speaking with Little Brother Yang for a bit during the day, I felt quite unsettled. I used an Upper Grade Communication Talisman to ask an old friend about Yu Yingwu's background."
Upper Grade Communication Talismans can transmit messages over hundreds of miles and are quite valuable. Li Yuanqing hadn't wanted to use it, but when he thought of his granddaughter staying alone in San Yuanli, he gritted his teeth and activated the talisman.
