Chen Ping'an woke up with a start, drenched in sweat, and sat up in bed.1

Only after carefully thinking over the events of last night did he feel slightly more at ease. In his memory, he had only explained the theory of sequential order created by the Scholarly Sage, and he hadn't talked too much about the competition between the third and fourth sages of Confucianism. He hadn't talked much about Mr. Qi either.0

Even so, he still needed to give the water goddess some warnings when he saw her in a moment. They could talk freely behind closed doors, yet they couldn't mention these things in public. Otherwise, he could simply avoid trouble by returning to Eastern Treasured Vial Continent, but the water goddess couldn't just dig up her Green Roving Residence and gold statue and leave.0

Chen Ping'an glanced down at his boots next to the bed and faltered for a moment. This was because his boots were pointing toward the bed. Chen Ping'an shook his head. 0

Alright then, you were afraid that I wouldn't notice that you took my boots off for me? You're filled with smarts, so why aren't you willing to use these smarts for studying?5

Chen Ping'an went to the courtyard. It was nearing nine o'clock, so it was very likely that the convoy of the Yao Clan had already set off. He and Pei Qian needed to make haste to catch up to the main group. Disregarding the 150 kilometers along the bank of Burial River to the relay station, they were still two hours behind the main group.0

However, he was feeling extremely awake and refreshed after drinking the one-hundred-year-old Blooming Water Wine last night. Not only were his wounds from the battle in the border inn largely healed, but even his mind was feeling especially peaceful and relaxed. 2

This was analogous to a room that was filled with too many...1