Su Li left, but before he went, he quietly left Yu Ziqing a great deal of information.
Although none of it was particularly confidential, it was enough to give Yu Ziqing a thorough understanding of the various forces within Great Li.
Just by looking at the handwriting, he could tell that Su Li had written it all out by hand, little by little. Who knew how long it had taken him?
That information alone would be enough to keep Yu Ziqing reading for a long time.
In the future, when dealing with people from Great Li, he might not be able to predict their preferences in advance, but at the very least, he could avoid stepping on land mines.
For example, saying something like putting them on the same level as Kun You in front of the Courier Horse Official.
That was only because the Courier Horse Official had a simple mind. If it had been a human, their first impression of him would have shattered on the spot.
They might even turn around and curse him as a country bumpkin and an ignorant fool. If someone did not even know the most basic taboos when meeting people for the first time, then they clearly lacked ability—and sincerity.
Naturally, Yu Ziqing had to study these materials carefully.
A few days later, Uncle Fu gradually told Yu Ziqing about the latest developments.
Liu Xin, the Grand Priest of the White Sun Evil Sacrifice, had vanished without a trace, disappearing completely.
As for the White Sun Holy Mother, there had not been the slightest clue from beginning to end, as though she had never appeared at all.
The cities they had captured had basically stabilized by now, and the White Sun Evil Sacrifice's forces of resistance had already been crushed.
There had