"If in the end I never need this fragment of the Heavenly God Chart, I won't say a word. If I do end up using it, I won't ask for much either. Just give me whatever you feel is fair, and I'll be more than satisfied. Compared to outsiders, I trust you more, Old Mu. First, I trust your character; second, I trust your tremendous good fortune. It's like placing a bet—even if you're backing an underdog, I'm still staking everything on you. All right, I won't keep you. I'll sit tight at home and wait for your good news."
After Mu Guangming finished speaking, the communication through the message bead ended.
Xu Yi put away the message bead and pondered for a moment, then summoned Zhao Wuliang again. "Old Zhao, how long have you been with me?"
Zhao Wuliang froze for a moment. "In thirty-one days, it'll be exactly two years." His heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He didn't understand why the sect master had asked him that. He knew his sect master had now soared to great heights and become a Minor Wind Observer for the Holy Court, while the Number One Under Heaven Sect had risen right along with him.
Though the sect master had been in seclusion these past days, Steward Fang had gone off to serve as an official in the prefectural government, and the Vice Sect Master was also in seclusion. Zhao Wuliang had been handling all the Number One Under Heaven Sect's comings and goings.
In just half a month, Zhao Wuliang had received countless calling cards and congratulatory gifts. When he greeted the guests, great figures he'd once been unable even to look up to repeatedly treated him like an old friend. He knew all too well who had brought about these