Chapter 1567: This has nothing to do with me, believe me?

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Li Chen walked to the balcony.

Logically, Li Chen should have been seated opposite to the King of Ning.

There, in that spot, sat the now-cold remains of a futon.

Li Chen certainly couldn't sit with a dead person.

This is not a matter of auspiciousness or inauspiciousness.

But now, Li Chen is the one in control.

He doesn't need to compromise.

It should be the King of Ning, making do with what he has.

Indeed, King Ning took the initiative and said: "This table is dirty. Please move, Your Highness."

The two sat down again at the table beside them, and King Ning began to brew tea.

Watching Ning Wang's skilled movements, Li Chen said: "Uncle Wang, you are still proficient in the tea ceremony"

After finishing the tea, Ning Wang was washing the teapot when he replied, "People should always find themselves a few more hobbies."

Li Chen nodded in understanding and said nothing more, watching King Ning prepare the tea.

Even the King of Ning fell silent.

Silence fell between them, broken only by the tinkling of teacups and the gentle gurgling of water.

Moments later, King Ning lifted the teapot that had been reheated and poured a cup of tea for Li Chen. He said, “Actually, when Jue'an came to me, I wasn't willing to... Now that I say this, Your Highness probably wouldn't believe it, would you”

"I don't really believe it."

Li Chen lowered his head and took a light sip, feeling the heat roll down his throat, followed by a slight bitterness. After swallowing the smooth and full tea soup, there was a hint of sweetness at the back of his throat but not too strong. It didn't overshadow the lingering bitterness in his mouth. The most impressive part was the fragrance that rose from his stomach to his lips after the tea entered his belly.

The fragrance is rich and blends with the subtle bitterness, intertwining and swirling in the mouth, creating a unique and wonderful tea aroma and sweetness.

"Good tea!" Li Chen praised.

King Ning let out a hearty laugh and said, “A top-grade Taiping Monkey King, there are only a few ounces produced in a year. Without good fortune, even the wealthy and powerful wouldn't be able to get their hands on it.”

This was meant to be a show of superiority to Li Chen.

Li Chen didn't mind. He put down his teacup and looked at King Ning and said, "Such good tea, it's a pity the place and time are not quite right."

King Ning said calmly, "If someone who drinks tea thinks it's right, then it's right for them."

"I am the one who drinks tea. I say it's wrong," Li Chen said.

"That's not right."

King Ning let out a carefree laugh, then his expression turned solemn. He glanced at Jue'an's corpse next door and said calmly, "Your Highness and I have already reached an agreement. There is no need for me to take action. Letting things unfold naturally is in my best interest."

Li Chen knew what the King of Ning meant by that.

He was explaining.

He was not really the mastermind behind this murder plot.

To be honest, if it hadn't been for Li Tianzun's sudden appearance this time, Li Chen wouldn't have known how many lives he would have lost.

But luckily, the old bald donkey, Jue'an, has been completely dealt with.

With an unruffled expression, Li Chen said calmly, "Well, there's some truth to that."

When the prince heard this, he let out a sigh of relief.

Actually, he doesn't need to be afraid of Li Chen.

After all, the strength of both sides is still what's clearly displayed on the surface.

As long as the war at Yueya Pass continues, as long as the Liao army's pressure remains, and as long as the Sixteen Riders of Yan Yun are still a formidable force, then King Ning is confident that Li Chen will not turn against him unless he is absolutely forced to.

But Jue'an's body was right there. Everyone present was an adult. While white lies were a necessary tool for social maneuvering, it wasn't necessary to treat each other like fools in private.

By now, whether it's Li Chen or the King Ning, anyone who treats the other as a fool is actually revealing their own stupidity. I rose through the ranks. The more positions I held, the more funding I received. I considered refusing, but Zhao Xuanji wouldn't allow it. He even threatened me, saying whether I accepted once or a...