After gathering up the Hidden Spirit Pearl, Xu Yi still had no time to rest. He began poring over the thick stack of documents Steward Fang had given him.
The human heart was more perilous than mountains and rivers. No matter how confident Xu Yi was, he would never believe he could stride unscathed through the treacherous officialdom of Huaixi with his eyes shut.
Know yourself and know your enemy—that was the guiding principle before battle.
After a night of hard work, he kept at it until dawn before finishing the inch-thick stack of documents. In particular, he had committed nearly all the relevant personnel in the Discipline Department to memory.
He knew the people who might have dealings with him especially well.
Judging that it was still early, he sat cross-legged and meditated, calming his mind and focusing his thoughts. Half an hour later, when he opened his eyes again, he was already refreshed and brimming with energy.
Xu Yi left his cave abode, activated the Lightning Riding Technique, and raced straight toward Heavy Sword Peak.
When he had left the day before, Big Beard Zhu had told him to wait at Heavy Sword Peak's mountain gate at the hour of the Dragon. Someone from the Civil Administration Department would come and take him to assume his post.
When he reached the mountain gate, he saw that it was still early. He found a nearby spot beneath some luxuriant branches, set out a small square table and eight dishes on magnetic plates, then leisurely settled in to enjoy a meal.
Old Cai had hurried over with the food just before Xu Yi left. He said that the Vice Sect Master had quietly prepared it the previous night.
Having someone care for him so attentively brought a little color back