The night was silent.0

Third Lady Yuan sat in the gambling den of her own inn, rolling the dice with a radiant glow on her face.0

Her subordinates were used to this. She would always be in the gambling den in the middle of the night. It was only that one day that she inexplicably spent half the day in an empty dining hall chatting with a yellow-faced man, with them utterly clueless as to why she had done so.0

A shaman walked into the gambling den, staring intently at her right as he entered.0

Lady Three’s enthusiasm for the game she was carrying out vanished under his gaze. Annoyed, she tossed the dice aside and then flashed him a charming smile. “Follow me.”0

The shaman followed her to the VIP room nearby, and then slowly said, “The Great Shaman collaborated with Ying Five to exchange information about various secret realms, and that is why someone from the Central Plains, such as yourself, is tolerated in a crucial market such as this. If you want to trade some intelligence with others, as long as it isn’t excessive, we turn a blind eye. However, giving us false information and sowing discord between us and the khagan—don’t you think that’s going too far?”0

Lady Three replied, “Don’t speak nonsense. I...0