Night had fallen.
Venerable Qin sat in an ebony lounge chair, her waist and abdomen wrapped around a black and white cat.
The central air conditioning maintained the room temperature at a perfect 24°C. Venerable Qin liked the sensation of a breeze, but a direct blast from a fan wasn't good, so she had summoned a servant to fan her from the side.
As if she were waiting for something or simply daydreaming, Venerable Qin gazed at the moon outside the window without uttering a word, her expression solemn.
At that moment, the door opened quietly, and Li Lianhua stepped in with brisk, light steps. Seeing the servant fanning, she frowned, made a gesture with her eyes, and commanded, "Go!", promptly dismissing the servant from the room.
She took the fan from the servant. Once the door was securely closed, she grinned and leaned close to the lounge chair, whispering something into Venerable Qin's ear.
