In the dimly lit Iron Refining Workshop, the remaining heat from the blast furnace slowly decreased.
In the shadowy interior, the Princely Heir and Zhang Xia sat opposite each other in silence, neither of them knowing if they would survive until tomorrow.
Zhang Xia went to find a clean cloth and washed it, then turned to the Princely Heir, "Could the Princely Heir please step aside for a moment? I need to clean the Commandery Princess's body."
"Alright," the Princely Heir, sitting crossed-legged on the ground, stood up and moved into the shadows, turning his back on Bai Li and Zhang Xia.
As Zhang Xia knelt on the ground and wiped Bai Li's body, he asked, "When did the Princely Heir and the Commandery Princess find out that Chen Ji was an Executive Officer?"
The Princely Heir casually replied, "There was a time when Bai Li and I were in a dangerous situation, if it weren't for him coming to our rescue, Bai Li and I would probably not have survived."