In the quiet bedroom, Song Tui Zhi spread out a sheet of paper. Unlike before, when he had casually copied Chen Luo's writings, this time he picked up his brush and carefully wrote each stroke on the paper, solemn and serious.
"Respectfully submitted to my teacher."
"It has been three days since I received the order to watch over the opener of the fourth Heaven-Connecting Path. This person's surname is Chen and his given name is Luo. He is from Qingzhou and is nineteen years old. He became acquainted with my disciple, Wei Tianyi, at the ceremony where a Literary Heart chose its master, and the two are quite close. Tianyi says this person is pure of character and speaks with substance. It is only a pity that Heaven did not grant him the talent to read widely."
"I have not revealed my identity, but have secretly observed his words and actions. When Chen Luo first entered the capital, he was targeted by Qi Kexiu's grandson, so I sent word to Cheng Yu of the Dao Sect and had her stand up for him."
"After hearing what Qi's grandson said, I learned that Chen Luo had distributed Brief Biography of Zhong Kui throughout the world. In the future, he could earn more than a hundred thousand, or even several hundred thousand, taels of silver each month, and afterward the income would flow like a long river, with no fear of running dry. Thus, greed arose in him. He wanted to take advantage of Chen Luo's first arrival in the capital, flaunt his might, and seize it for himself."
"Teacher, please do not lose your temper. I have already fought a great battle with Qi Kexiu, broken the old curmudgeon's two ribs, scattered a third of his literary talent, and rebuked