Qin Wudao kept Wu Ming and his five companions behind, not only to apologize but primarily to win them over as officials loyal to the East Palace and establish his own retinue. Emboldened by the wine, he hinted at this but didn't state it explicitly.
Wu Ming and the others were no fools; they could read between the lines. They remained silent for a while and didn't immediately give an answer, as they needed to carefully consider such a significant matter.
After the evening banquet ended, Wu Ming and the other five men, guided by palace maidens, left the main hall.
Qin Wudao took a sip of tea. His flushed complexion returned to normal, as if he hadn't drunk at all. Since he had only just met Wu Ming and the others, he certainly wouldn't have gotten drunk.
In the presence of untrustworthy people, one must always maintain a degree of vigilance.
"Your Highness, will they stay?" Jia Xu's figure appeared in the hall as if from nowhere, like a ghost.
