Basking in reflected glory... Zhao Douan's eyelids twitched, and his smile grew broader:
"Lord Ma, what are you saying? No matter where I go or what accomplishments I achieve, they are all thanks to your nurturing.
Today's so-called celebration is also to give the Imperial Court some face and prevent those rascals from the Capital Camp from snickering behind our backs in every which way."
Ma Yan was momentarily taken aback, and then his expression softened, feeling flattered to his core.
After the two climbed into the carriage one after another, the wheels spun, and the moonlight seeped through the curtain cracks.
Sitting face to face, one on each side, Ma Yan looked at him with a sense of wonder and said:
"I am surprised by what you've done in the Divine Mechanism Camp."
Zhao Douan humbly responded.
An expression of awe appeared on Ma Yan's stern face:
