Shen Yu offered her a faint, knowing smile and took the letter. Breaking the seal, his eyes swept over the elegant handwriting.
It was an invitation to the social gathering he had previously promised to attend, a promise currently unfulfilled due to his intensive, multi-day breakthrough.
A sharp, amused glint danced in his golden eyes as he folded the parchment.
"Well," he mused inwardly, a dark smirk playing on his lips, "I suppose I deserve a little entertainment after such grueling work."
With a fluid flick of his wrist, he retrieved a blank scroll of premium parchment, an inkstone, and a fine wolf-hair brush from his spatial ring.
He swiftly penned a reply. Since he had unintentionally slighted her by missing the original gathering, he wrote that he would personally host an exclusive banquet tonight to make amends.
The venue would be the Golden Leaves Pavilion, the absolute crown jewel of the Jin clan's luxury establishments.
