With a whoosh, Director Fang vanished from Xu Yi's room. He feared that if he stayed any longer, he'd be so furious his life-wheel would shatter on the spot.
"Hey, kid, you're really going to offend that Fang fellow to the death like this? Is that wise?" Old Desolate swung his crossed leg.
Xu Yi wiped his eyes with his tea. "Probably not. But I like it."
"I think you're just too lonely and have to stir up trouble for yourself. But, speaking of which, this case is a tough one. You've only got a month, and I can't see any hope of resolving it. When the time comes, don't actually leave with your tail between your legs."
"Tough? I don't think so. And since we're on the subject, Old Desolate, I really ought to give you some advice. Don't keep thinking you can swallow other people's memories to broaden your horizons. That's not enough. Read more books. That's where wisdom is distilled. Over the long ages, everything that could happen has happened. There's nothing new under the sun."
Director Fang was drinking tea in Director Long's Elegant Abode, taking the opportunity to sound him out about a strategy to "bring Xu down," when Fan Cheng came rushing in. "Uncle Long, there's trouble. That bastard has started sending out Hero's Posts in the Loose Immortal Academy's name. He says he's going to Ask Questions Under the Heavens on the thirteenth of August."
"He's sending out Hero's Posts far and wide? Who gave him the authority?" Director Fang sprang to his feet.
"Ask Questions Under the Heavens? What's he planning to do? Is he really confident he can solve the case?" Director Long's brows sank at once.
Director Fang snorted. "Confident? He's just putting on a show and muddying the