Chapter 3: Nine-Ring Jade Casket The woman's presence was intimidating. As she took her seat, Rogue Tan across from her dared not curse further. Yet his sharp tongue couldn't resist sarcasm: "Oh, Yu Jingzi, tread carefully. While the Central Plains Ying Gan Hall is a fine place, Chen Si might not be inclined to have a candlelit chat with you." His words were laden with meaning, and I understood them well. Reflecting on the situation, something indeed seemed odd. Chen Si and I grew up together, and I…