Lin Ciyan finally spoke, his voice unhurried. "There is no need for the Hall Master to thank me. On the tournament grounds, I merely did what I should have done."
He set his teacup on the low table. Its base made an exceedingly soft tap against the wood. He turned his head and exchanged a glance with Mu En before looking back at Jing Hongchen. "I can take another look at Xiao Hongchen's martial soul later."
"As for Ma Rulong's condition, it is not within my responsibility, nor is it something others can treat. It can only depend on his own fortune."
Jing Hongchen's eyes lit up. This answer had already far exceeded his expectations.
"However..." Lin Ciyan continued, the corners of his lips lifting slightly, "information in the field of Soul Tools, intelligence on the Sun Moon Empire, and the terms of cooperation... I hope we can discuss all of that as well."
Jing Hongchen narrowed his eyes and fell silent for a moment. Beside them, the Golden Tree's roots gave an almost imperceptible pulse from within the walls.
Jing Hongchen raised his head, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. After taking a deep breath, he said, "Mingde Hall... is indeed pursuing an extremely important line of research."
"This is Mingde Hall's highest secret, yet we have failed to achieve a breakthrough for many years. If we could combine Shrek's tens of thousands of years of experience in martial soul research with our Hall's work, perhaps we could achieve a qualitative leap within a few years."
He stopped there and looked earnestly at Mu En, who was reclining in his chair. "As for the timing of this cooperation, if possible, I hope Elder Mu will allow the exchange student program to begin as soon as possible, rather