After stepping inside the building...0

The young boy in white was seemingly treating the main hall of this building as a study, with a painting named Riding Across A Plank Road On A Windy Night lying unfurled across his large square table. The outlines were subtle, yet the painting possessed a sense of simplicity and spirit. It could be regarded as a divine work.0

There was also a cultivation novel printed poorly by a private bookshop, and there were small bronze beast paperweights holding the pages down, with many notes written across the pages in red.0

Song Jixin bowed and greeted, "Song Mu pays his respects to Imperial Preceptor."0

Cui Dongshan's arms and head were resting on the table, while his legs were crossed under the table. Remaining in this lazy position, he turned around and glanced at Song Jixin before saying with a smile, "In the blink of an eye, many years have already passed since our last meeting in the small town. And now, we finally meet again."0

"If it weren't for Imperial Preceptor's benevolence, Song Jixin wouldn't have had the opportunity to become a member of the Great Li Empire's imperial family, much less become a feudal lord of Old Dragon City," Song Jixin said respectfully.0

Cui Dongshan spoke in a startling manner, saying, "In reality, Qi Jingchun gave both you and Zhao Yao a gift before. However, Zhao Yao made a transaction with me for the sake of survival, giving up the spring seal from Qi Jingchun. It's still too early to draw conclusions regarding the gains and losses of this matter.0

"As for you, the gifts from Qi Jingchun were those few books. However, you didn't pay enough attention and were too lazy to read them. In reality, Qi Jingchun left his understanding of Confucianism and Legalism in those few books. If you were sincere enough, you could have naturally read the books and become aware of these matters. Qi Jingchun wasn't a stubborn and pedantic person,...2