This is not the room where Shirin usually lives, but a space specifically used to welcome outsiders.
The ancient texts represent the path of her knowledge lineage, while the alchemical equipment proves the profession she has chosen, which is somewhat of a revelation of her true intentions.
Such a grand welcome ceremony is already a very high standard for a legendary event.
The scene before him made the crow feel flattered and much better.
He truly hadn't expected that after giving them a hard time, the other party would show such goodwill.
Is this what they mean by giving someone a beating and then offering them a sweet treat?
However, he completely overlooked one thing...
This ceremony might not have been prepared for him.
Did Xilin really stand Ning Feng up on purpose?
She did have this idea, but she didn't start implementing it.
The reason the door wasn't open earlier, aside from a few minor issues, was mainly because Ning Feng arrived rather early, and she wasn't ready yet.
She had originally planned to make Ning Feng wait a little longer, but this uninvited guest disrupted her plans.
After passing through a long corridor lined with bookshelves, Shirin sat down at a small table in the center of the room.
It resembles a small round table that aristocratic ladies would carry when going out for afternoon tea, with delicate tea snacks and two cups of tea on it.
There were only two chairs next to the table, but Ning Feng did not sit in the seat prepared for him at this time. Instead, he picked up his teacup and stood behind Xilin.
He didn't sit down, and the crow dared not sit down either, so it could only stand not far away and watch the two people who were increasingly confusing him.
What exactly is their relationship?
Xilin wanted to turn around and roll her eyes at Ning Feng, who was acting like a bully behind her, but at this moment she was still trying to maintain her legendary persona.
He could only pick up the teacup, take a small sip, and say:
"Alright, time is limited, so please state your purpose."
Time is running out, and the tea is getting cold.
Standing still, the crow first bowed to Shirin again, expressing its gratitude for his welcoming ceremony.
Then he put his hat back on, and his demeanor returned to normal.
He began in his usual calm narrative style:
“I really didn’t have any ill intentions towards him. It was just a routine inquiry, and I needed his help to provide some information.”
"As the last person to confront or even speak with that prisoner, we need him to help confirm a few things."
"We only need him to answer a few questions, and that's all we ask."
Shirin slowly lowered her head, and did not try to stop her anymore.
She has already overstepped her bounds by doing so much.
Although I don't know why this crow was so polite this time, it was able to explain so much without getting angry after being given a hard time...
But if we continue like this, it will really be seen as a provocation against the court, and that would be bad.
Having received permission, the crow turned its gaze to Ning Feng, whose face remained smiling, and said:
"Please note that from now on, all your answers must be truthful and reliable."
Ning Feng nodded slightly and gestured for him to proceed.
"Of course. Even if you didn't say so, I would have included it in the battle report. Please ask."
If it were just Ning Feng alone, the conversation naturally wouldn't have been so friendly.
He wouldn't proactively explain these things, but would handle it strictly by business, taking Ning Feng away like a real plague doctor, and then questioning him in some "gentle" ways.
"Why were you there? With your strength, you wouldn't have dared to be there."
"I delivered it."
Looking at Shirin with surprise, who had only said that one sentence and then stopped explaining, Crow slowly nodded, not pressing the matter further, and continued to ask:
What is your relationship with that person?
This time, not only the crow but also Shirin was very curious about the answer.
The events there were kept under wraps; she only knew the ending, not the details.
Ning Feng, standing behind Xilin, smiled and said something that made her lose control of her expression.
"We? We used to be adoptive father and adopted son."
!!
Shirin wanted to turn back, but the conversation between Crow and Ning Feng did not stop; instead, it sped up.
Crow stared intently at every detail of Ning Feng's actions, asking a series of questions:
Where is he now?
He is dead.
"How did he die?"
"Suicide might be because he realized something at the last moment, and chose to end his own life."
At this point, Ning Feng smiled with a hint of annoyance, then gently placed his hand on Xilin's shoulder, suppressing her urge to turn around.
Then, Ning Feng smiled apologetically at the crow and said:
"I'm sorry, I lied unconsciously about the last question."
"He did die, but it wasn't suicide."
Smiling, he said:
"He's dead. I did it."
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