The candlelight inside the room had gone out at some point.
In the pitch-darkness...
...three very much alive people were not sleeping.
A man and two women were in a room together, partaking in an ancient exercise that induced sweat...
Well, upon closer inspection, only a pair of charming beauties, one older and one younger, were engaging in the exercise, while a young Confucian Scholar was sitting in a chair before the bed, chin in hand, attentively observing.
To the uninformed observer, the scene might suggest that the beautiful girl and stunning woman on the bed were fulfilling the tasks of their master beneath.
But in truth, Zhao Rong was contemplating nose-to-heart, seriously pondering a philosophical question—whether or not he should intervene.
