In the courtyard, the two women were sitting face-to-face.

There was a pot of tea and two cups on the tea table. The tea was steaming, giving out a delicate fragrance. It was very quiet around.

Lady Scholar took a sip of the tea, and then whispered, “When did you know his identity?”

Ye Ling looked at Lady Scholar, “Is that important?”

Lady Scholar asked, “It isn’t?”

Ye Ling shook her head, “I care about ...