Li Si waited until Li had left his line of sight before slowly straightening up, a flicker of lingering fear passing through his eyes. That imposing aura just now—was that really the kind and benevolent Young Master Fusu?
There was no time for further thought. Li Si quickly composed himself and headed toward Little Sage Village.
Upon reaching the entrance of Little Sage Village, they indeed found the three giants of the Confucian School waiting there to receive them.
"Young Master Fusu, please come in." The leader was none other than Funián, foremost among the three giants. Li glanced at him and silently praised him. As expected of a great Confucian scholar.
His aura was wholly restrained, steady as jade, yet naturally imposing.
Once everyone had entered and taken their seats, Li had not forgotten the purpose of their visit.
"Funián, we have come this time to discuss the Way through swords." Li went straight to the point.
Funián had clearly been prepared. He nodded to Li. "We shall comply with Your Highness's wishes. The Confucian School will certainly give its full cooperation."
"Since that is the case, a discussion of the Way through swords naturally cannot be without swords." Li took a sip of wine and smiled at Funián. "This time, I have brought someone with considerable ties to your Confucian School."
"Oh? Is it not a joy when friends come from afar? Funián shall naturally welcome them with open arms." Worthy of being the head of the Confucian School, every gesture and word of Funián's carried the bearing of a great Confucian master. Even Li could not help but admire him.
"Master Xiaomeng, please." Li spoke toward the empty air. Everyone looked at the air in confusion, only to see a blue halo suddenly appear. Within it, a