Supreme Way Academy.
Tai Chong, clad in a pure purple robe, drifted inside. Everyone he encountered knew they had met a dignitary and hurriedly stepped aside to bow.
Great Liang had its regulations: first-rank officials wore pure purple, third-rank officials pure azure, fifth-rank officials bright yellow, seventh-rank officials scarlet, and ninth-rank officials white and red.
He looked no more than middle-aged, yet had already risen to the rank of a first-rank official. His career was surely sailing before a fair wind, and he clearly enjoyed the Emperor's favor.
Rumble!
A sudden peal of thunder erupted from a nearby square, startling everyone.
Tai Chong, however, paid it no mind.
He went straight into a room and met a short, stout middle-aged man. The man's features faintly carried the shadow of Tai He from years ago, and Tai Chong could not help but smile. "Junior Brother, you've gotten fatter again! Why don't you pay more attention to your official bearing?"
"Ah... the weather has been scorching lately, so I can't be bothered with all that... Our academy has come up with a water air conditioner, though. Once it's installed in a few days, there'll be nothing to fear..."
Taoist Tai He's azure official robes hung open, exposing most of his chest, and he had abandoned all decorum. "For someone like me, who deals with lightning arts every day, I need that more than anyone..."
Ever since Aaron had resigned even from his position as head of the Supreme Way Academy five years ago, Taoist Tai He had succeeded him in the role.
"Lightning arts..."
Taoist Tai He's gaze grew distant. "The Divine Fire guns and Divine Fire cannons your Supreme Way Academy recently invented... His Majesty was overjoyed when he saw them. Great Liang's suppression of the Three Teachings cannot do without