In the quiet depths of the Yan's estate, an atmosphere of tense deliberation hung heavy in the air. The scent of burning incense mingled with the earthy aroma of old scrolls, creating a space steeped in history and contemplation. Gu Sha, and his son, Gu Zhun, sat facing each other, their expressions grave.
"Father," Gu Zhun began, breaking the silence. "It's him. Yan Jin. There's no mistaking it."
"Father, this is our chance," Gu Zhun began, unable to contain the eagerness in his voice. "Yan Jin's return could be the key to elevating us. We can't let this opportunity slip away."
Gu Sha nodded slowly, his expression thoughtful. "Indeed, Yan Jin's presence is a valuable piece of information. But we must be cautious in how we use it. We need to milk its value by sharing it strategically with influential parties in Pine City."
Gu Zhun's eyes narrowed with determination. "I don't want to remain ordinary, Father. I want to stand out, to be recognized like Yan Jin. I'm tired of being in the shadows. This is my chance to step into the light."
Gu Sha raised an eyebrow, noting the intensity in his son's voice. "Greed and jealousy can be powerful motivators, but they can also lead to ruin if not controlled. We must play this smart."
"Yan Jin has become someone significant," Gu Zhun continued, his voice tinged with envy. "Seeing him tonight, so confident and powerful, made me realize how much I want that for myself. We've lived in the shadows for too long, Father. I want to be someone who commands respect and fear."
Gu Sha's gaze hardened. "Patience, Zhun. We will use this information to our advantage, but recklessness will only lead to our downfall. We must carefully select who to share this with. The City Lord is a good start—his desire for control makes him a useful ally."
Gu Zhun's fists clenched, his mind swirling with visions of power and prestige. "And what about Purple Spear Meng? His influence could provide the leverage we need."
"Yes," Gu Sha agreed, his tone measured. "Meng is unpredictable, but that can work in our favor. By aligning with multiple powerful figures, we increase our chances of success. We'll approach them as loyal citizens concerned for Pine City's stability, positioning ourselves as indispensable allies."
"But what if they find out we're playing them all?" Gu Zhun asked, a hint of anxiety creeping into his voice. "We'll tread carefully," Gu Sha reassured him. "Each piece of information we reveal will be calculated to benefit us the most. We won't lay all our cards on the table at once. By spreading the information selectively, we can milk its value and ensure we remain in control."
Gu Zhun's expression softened slightly, his father's words soothing his restless ambition. "I understand, Father. We'll proceed with caution, but we must seize this opportunity. I won't settle for a life of mediocrity."
Gu Sha placed a hand on his son's shoulder, his grip firm. "Remember, Zhun, power is a game of strategy. We will rise, but we must do so methodically. Yan Jin's return is the perfect storm, and we will navigate it wisely."
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Wei Xi and Meng Xiao placed their gifts on a low table. Wei Xi's, the blood tool made from Sphinx eyes, gleamed with a faint, otherworldly light. Meng Xiao's intricately carved box of rare teas seemed to fill the room with a calming aroma.
"Your gift is quite thoughtful," Wei Xi remarked, nodding toward Meng Xiao's offering, trying to break the ice.
She smiled, though there was a nervous edge to it. "I am trying to make amends, I have had some less than good encounters in the past"
The door slid open quietly, and Yan Jin entered, looking somewhat pale but composed. "Young master Wei, Miss Meng," he greeted, his voice carrying a blend of warmth and strength. "I am honored by your visit."
Wei Xi stood, bowing respectfully. "We were honored by your presence at the banquet. Your performance was nothing short of extraordinary."
Meng Xiao stepped forward, her demeanor respectful but with a hint of nervousness. "Indeed, you have shown us that there is much we do not yet understand. We bring these humble gifts as tokens of our admiration."
Yan Jin smiled, a faint curve of his lips that hinted at both gratitude and an inner resolve. "You are too kind. Please, sit."
As they settled into their seats, Lan Zhan returned with a tray of fragrant tea, pouring it with practiced elegance. Wei Xi watched Yan Jin closely, noting how his calm demeanor seemed to put Meng Xiao at ease. The initial tension in the room began to dissipate.
"What you have brought is remarkable," Yan Jin said, his fingers gently tracing the outline of Wei Xi's gift. "A blood tool made from Sphinx eyes, capable of translating texts to audio. My father said you seemed like an erudite and these should be of help."
"Sphinxes are rare and elusive, inhabiting ancient ruins and remote, sacred places where the veil between worlds is thin. They are guardians of forgotten knowledge and ancient magic, often posing riddles to those who seek their wisdom. The few who have encountered a Sphinx speak of their profound intelligence and the sense of awe they inspire.
The eyes of a Sphinx, when used in crafting blood tools, are highly sought after for their mystical properties. These tools can translate texts to audio, reveal hidden messages, or even project visions. The process of creating such a tool is intricate and requires a deep understanding of both magic and alchemy, making these items incredibly rare and valuable." Yan Jin said.
Wei Xi felt a wave of relief wash over him. Meng Xiao leaned forward slightly. "And these teas are from my family's private collection. I hope they bring you some comfort and relaxation."
Yan Jin's smile widened. "Your thoughtfulness is deeply appreciated. Please, let's share this tea and enjoy each other's company."
As they sipped the fragrant tea, the conversation flowed more easily. Wei Xi and Meng Xiao found themselves relaxing, their initial nervousness giving way to genuine warmth and camaraderie. They spoke of various matters, the topics ranging from the recent events in Pine City to their personal experiences and aspirations.
Yan Jin's friendliness and genuine interest in their lives made them feel at ease, fostering a sense of budding friendship.