After daybreak, Bai Mo saw the two old men off and drank the last sip of his tea.
"Scholarly Envoys, huh."
'This Cyan Heron Academy... sounds like no simple matter.'
'After all, for those two to be able to move so freely within the Xuandao Sect, they must have some serious backing.'
'Borrowing a bit of the Cyan Heron Academy's prestige to build my own reputation... all upside, no downside. Not a bad idea at all.'
Beside him, Ah Er was waiting on him. Seeing the teapot was empty, it looked toward Bai Mo.
"No need to refill it."
Bai Mo had drunk a bellyful of tea. When he stood up, his stomach went GURGLE GURGLE.
He picked up that copy of *Jing River Pill News* and went straight back to his stone house.
'Today, I'll see for myself just what these heroes of the Jing River's Alchemy Dao are all about...'
'That old man's network was surprisingly vast, to have caused such a stir.'
'No wonder he didn't have time to correspond later.'
