Wanyan Chunjing said to Yuchi, "Young master, do you prefer the first half of the night or the second half of the night? I recommend the first half of the night. Although the time is a bit tight, it keeps things fresh. Otherwise, the second half may seem cost-effective, but in reality, it’s not worth it." Yuchi: I understand, it’s like an internet café overnight package. The first half of the night is short but spirited. In the second half, there’s no energy, either you’re snoring away or calling the attendant for some instructional videos to watch. If it were my choice, I’d still choose the first half. Energized to level up online, and after getting tired, just head home to rest well. That’s quite nice too. Being too greedy for the second half is a problem. Thinking this, but not daring to say it out loud, especially with the beautiful Song nearby, Yuchi changed the topic and said, "Thank you, Miss Wanyan. Do you recall anything else?" The last couple of silver pieces were given out. Wanyan Chunjing didn’t hurry to take them, placing her hand on Yuchi’s wrist, indicating not to rush. Receiving money must be done with principle. After taking money, a task must be done. If she took the money without giving useful clues, wouldn’t the customer be at a loss? If this time is a loss, would the customer come next time? Business needs steady flow, and you must harvest gradually, never uproot entirely. "Wanyan master, I am spoiled," said Song Yinghan. Then she thought carefully for a moment. She and her maid both shook their heads, truly unable to recall anything special: "Young master, I know you want to know who the big figure from the Demon-slaying Bureau is, but I really don’t know. He only mentioned that he has a good relationship with the Bureau. Even though he looks down on it, there are times when big figures are present in the Bureau. With such a big figure helping to investigate the missing person’s case, there will assuredly be a good outcome." Yuchi understood, nodding slowly with gratitude on his face. He then opened the little woman’s palm, placed the silver in her hand, and as he stood up, he said to her, "Thank you for the trouble. If you recall anything else, feel free to come to the Ziyue Star Pavilion and mention my name, Yuchi." "Yuchi..." Wanyan Chunjing repeated the name, standing with her maid to bow, "Young Master Yuchi, take care, and you as well. I am not convenient to see you off, please forgive me." "If I get any new clues, I’ll surely come to find you first, Young Master Yuchi!" Yuchi, grateful, bowed and left with Song Yinghan. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹~𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮~𝚗𝚎𝚝 After the two left, Wanyan Chunjing immediately picked up a pen to write. "Yuchi: Male, about twenty years old, youthful handsome, extraordinary presence." "Character: Amiable, very kind to me." "Background: Seems to be from the Celestial Capital Department, but it’s not clear yet. Rumored to be from the Ziyue Star Pavilion?" "Note: He is an exceptional customer, but unfortunately, such a man will not buy himself for me. There’s also another woman beside him, whose face cannot be seen, judging by the attire she might be from the Celestial Capital Department." She finished writing, satisfied. Walking along the street, Song Yinghan couldn’t help but say to Yuchi: "I didn’t expect Wanyan Chunjing to be such a rule-keeper and have these basic operations?" "But why do you seem to understand this process so well?" "I see you... you do this very naturally?" The implication was simple: Spill it! Are you this kind of guy who frequents these places!? Otherwise, how could you know so well! What if I say I haven’t...would you believe me? Yuchi smiled and explained: "No choice, for the guild to grow, I have to choose to go with them. Previously in Jiangzhou City, many from the Four Major Institutions, men had no place to go outside, so they’d come here to listen to music. Though we didn’t participate, I learned many behind-the-scenes things just by exposure." Song Yinghan was clearly scrutinizing Yuchi. Seeing Yuchi laugh brightly, she slightly nodded, "You’re rather honest." Goodness, if Song the beauty knew I sometimes stargaze with Qingzhu at night, wouldn’t she tear me apart? Yuchi felt a chill inside: This is something she must not find out; I’ve even thought of where I might be buried if she did. He immediately changed the topic: "We can now roughly determine the course of events. Looking at things from Ling Huzhong’s perspective, some points of doubt can appear." Song Yinghan sensed Yuchi changing the topic, but it’s okay, investigating it wasn’t necessary, after all, they didn’t seem to have publicly stated any relationship... Just some hugging and holding... Blushing slightly, Song Yinghan listened carefully. Then she softly asked, "Should I talk?" Of course, what I say lacks representativity, what you say is better, Yuchi nodded affectionately and said, "I want to hear your inner thoughts, to have a deep connection with your soul."