"Don't be nervous. Drinking my wine doesn't mean you must walk the same road as me!" Lin Su said. "There are some bottom lines I would never ask you to cross, because I know you simply cannot cross them."
"What do you know?" Moyuan asked.
Lin Su said, "I know the Holy Hall will not join the war. No matter what efforts I make, it will not, because this concerns the Great Dao Dispute."
Moyuan let out a long breath. "It's good that you know."
Lin Su said, "This cup is for you! No matter how many differences there have been between us in the past, at least when it came to the Daxu Scholars entering Great Cang for the examinations, you stepped forward and stood behind me."
Moyuan gently raised the teacup in her hand. "Tea in place of wine!"
The two lightly clinked their cups and each took a sip.
"There is another cup we need to drink."
Moyuan said, "And what is this cup for?"
Lin Su said, "I just learned something. In the name of the Confucian Temple Night Watchman, you issued a warning to the Demon Army, forbidding them from attacking Confucian temples everywhere. For three months, the temples across the land have not suffered disaster, and tens of millions of scholars in Great Cang have been preserved. Thank you!"
A trace of complicated emotion passed through Moyuan's eyes. "I did such a trivial thing merely to preserve the Sacred Path Scholars, yet you thank me for this?"
Lin Su said, "This was not trivial, because I know... this was not authorized by the Holy Hall! Whether you wish to admit it or not, at this particular juncture, you are already different from the Moyuan of the past!"
In the identity of the Confucian Temple