"How are things in the valley?"
Inside the Diligent Governance Hall in the Great Cang Imperial City, the Great Cang Emperor, Zhao Xuanji, was hunched over the Dragon Desk. The flickering candlelight cast shifting shadows across his face.
Three paces from the Dragon Desk, a middle-aged man stood silently in attendance. He was dressed in tight-fitting, dark cyan clothes, had a short beard, and his face was as hard and cold as iron. Upon hearing the question, he immediately bowed, his voice low and clear:
"Your Majesty, according to the secret reports regularly sent back by Zhao Jia and Zhao Yi, the cultivation of everyone in the valley is progressing at an astonishing speed.
"That Qi Master is an extremely dedicated teacher. The Dharma Gates he imparts are subtle and profound. His every word and phrase points directly to the core of Divine Soul cultivation. He is unfathomable.
