"Now this Central State, it's in chaos, what are you doing here?"
"Please, kindly provide me with a writing brush, ink, paper, and an inkstone."
The young girl tapped on the table, making a rhythmic sound, and naturally, someone came over and presented the writing materials. Li Guanyi picked up the brush and naturally began to write:
"Shuangtao, may this letter find you well, how have you been lately?"
The writing was calm and composed, but Li Guanyi hesitated for a moment. He crumpled it up since the Qilin wasn't around to set it aflame, he casually discarded it. Unexpectedly, the girl behind the curtain unfolded the letter and glanced at it, a slight smile unconsciously curving her lips.
Her voice was clear and amused as she said:
"Such a form of address isn't bad either. Why did you want to change it, sir?"
