Zeng Anmin rode home all the way.
His heart felt light and at ease.
This trip to the Profound Formation Division had been quite pleasant.
Especially after gaining a deeper understanding of Sai Chuxue.
An adolescent girl with social anxiety was practically guaranteed to be easy to fool.
"Where's my father?"
After arriving home, Zeng Anmin asked Uncle Qi, who was practicing martial arts in the courtyard.
He had just taken the Black Gold Bow down from his horse.
"He's still at the Minister's Province. He's been busy these past two days, and as the Minister of Summer, the master naturally can't get away."
Upon hearing Zeng Anmin's voice, Uncle Qi stopped with a cheerful smile and replied.
"Oh." Zeng Anmin slung the Dark Gold Longbow across his back and prepared to head toward his own courtyard.
"Young Master, didn't you go to the Imperial Academy today?" Seeing that Zeng Anmin carried no book case, Uncle Qi asked with concern.
Zeng Anmin paused, took the Black Gold Bow from his person, and nodded.
"I took Dachun to the Profound Formation Division just now. A friend there wanted a bow."
"Hm?" Uncle Qi spotted the exceptionally conspicuous Black Gold Bow, and astonishment appeared on his face. "Young Master, could this bow be one of those exceedingly rare Spiritual Artifacts produced by the Profound Formation Division, the ones from the rumors?"
Apparently, as a country bumpkin from Two Rivers Prefecture, Uncle Qi had only heard of the Profound Formation Division's Spiritual Artifacts in legends.
Zeng Anmin blinked.
He recalled the Spiritual Artifacts hanging on the Profound Formation Division's walls like cabbages at a vegetable market.
"They're nothing special."
There was naturally no need to hide anything from one of his own.
As soon as he spoke, Uncle Qi broke into a smile