Han Feng nodded.
"Understood."
After giving a few instructions, Kong Zhao took his leave.
Once the gates closed, only Han Feng and Gu Yu remained in the courtyard.
Gu Yu walked over to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down, looking up at Han Feng.
"Brother Feng, what do you think?"
Han Feng sat across from her and lightly tapped the tabletop with his fingers.
"The Sun Moon Emperor was easier to deal with than I expected.
He gave us positions as guest elders, a residence, and access to the Research Institute.
But he definitely won't hand over the core knowledge so easily."
"That was to be expected."
Gu Yu replied calmly.
"Didn't Kong Zhao say it? It depends on our contributions.
We've only just arrived. There's no way they'll simply throw their most treasured knowledge at us."
Han Feng nodded.
"First, we need to establish ourselves and take things slowly.
Soul Tool technology isn't something we can learn in a day or two. We have plenty of time."
Gu Yu fell silent for a moment, then suddenly lowered her voice.
"Brother Feng, what if we bring this stuff back to Douluo Continent...?"
Han Feng's eyes lit up, but he quickly calmed down again.
"It's too early to talk about that.
Let's master the technology first. We can discuss everything else later."
Gu Yu looked at him, the corners of her lips lifting slightly.
"You're thinking about Yu'er, aren't you?"
Han Feng froze for a moment, then laughed.
"Nothing gets past you.
That kid should be twelve by now. I wonder how his cultivation is going.
With his father-in-law there, it shouldn't be bad."
Gu Yu rose to her feet, walked to his side, and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Once we bring Soul Tool technology back,