Assath did not like black coffee. He preferred sweet flavors. However, Mentor Calvin had always had extremely low material needs... He took a sip of the coffee Mentor Calvin had brewed, his brows furrowing at its bitter taste.
Robert stood behind Scholar Calvin at this moment, his eyes fixed straight ahead.
"I know you came to find me because of Robert." Scholar Calvin thought for a moment before saying, "But before I answer you, tell me first... how much do you know, Assath?"
"Not much." Boss Assath shook his head. After looking at Scholar Calvin's expression, he continued, "But it shouldn't be too little either. For example... holy water."
Scholar Calvin's expression changed slightly. "How much do you know about holy water?"
Mr. Assath took a deep breath. "Before coming here, I wasn't sure. But now... I think I definitely don't know as much as you do, Mentor."
"This day was bound to come." Scholar Calvin slowly exhaled. "Before we discuss the matter of holy water, Assath, do you know why I traveled to unknown regions back then?"
"I do." Mr. Assath nodded. "You had too much free time?"
"..." Scholar Calvin could not help opening his mouth, then glared at him with extraordinary severity.
Assath felt that this stern gaze was still far too weak compared to Miss You Ye's... He chuckled and said, "Mentor, please continue."
Scholar Calvin said, "I went to search for the traces left by Master Jasmine."
Someone who could be called Master by Mentor Calvin?
Mr. Assath could not help asking in confusion, "Mentor, who is this Master Jasmine?"
"Two hundred years ago, a large-scale purge and upheaval occurred in the City of Freedom. During that upheaval, a great many academic works were burned, hundreds and thousands of scholars were imprisoned in chains, and