Wei Zhao led Chen Yan back into Zhao Yuanren's study.
The Zhao Family Head was clearly somewhat surprised by the return of City Lord Wei and his instructor.
As a Guiyi Realm cultivator, his Spiritual Sense was enough to cover all of Forgotten River City, let alone the small Zhao Residence.
But he had not done so.
As stated before, few Upper Three Realms cultivators were willing to keep their Spiritual Sense spread out at all times.
Putting aside the fact that this was an offense toward other cultivators, constantly extending one's Spiritual Sense and taking in all the information and intelligence within its range was itself a burden for high-realm cultivators.
Thus, Zhao Yuanren still did not know what had happened at the training ground.
Wei Zhao then explained his purpose to Zhao Yuanren.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuanren merely gave a few hearty laughs.
"I thought some grave mistake had been made. It was just a sparring match and roughhousing between juniors, and one of my Zhao family boys came out worse for wear."
As Zhao Yuanren spoke, he paused briefly before asking Chen Yan, "What was the name of that boy from my Zhao family?"
"In reply to the Zhao Family Head."
Chen Yan respectfully bowed and clasped his hands toward Zhao Yuanren.
"The fellow cultivator who sparred with me was named Zhao Yuanshan."
"Zhao Yuanshan, Zhao Yuanshan..."
Seated behind his desk, Zhao Yuanren tilted his head back slightly and pondered for a moment.
"If he is of the Yuan generation, then he would be from the thirteenth generation of my Zhao family descendants. But I truly have not heard of this Zhao Yuanshan. Among the juniors of the thirteenth generation, the only one I have even a slight impression of is someone named Zhao Yuanhua."
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