"Mm."
Seeing the fellow pat his chest and swear such a solemn guarantee, Ye Lin nodded in satisfaction.
Professional matters had to be left to professionals.
"Alright, go handle it."
"Got it."
Li Bing bent at the waist in salute, then turned and left.
In just a few steps, he had already departed from the great hall.
Ye Lin did not remain in the hall either. With his hands clasped behind his back, he turned and left.
Ye Lin made his way to the arena.
After watching the exchanges within the arena and finding nothing he wanted, Ye Lin took a detour and headed straight for the Lecture Platform.
Elder Xuan was still preaching at the Lecture Platform, without pause.
Seeing this, Ye Lin found an empty spot, sat cross-legged amid the crowd, and silently listened to the Great Dao.
Though what Elder Xuan taught was all very basic—nothing but foundational things—it carried a unique flavor when it entered the ears.
It might have been foundational Dao, but one had to consider who was delivering it.
The Great Dao lingered around his ears, and Ye Lin listened silently alongside the others.
Time slipped away bit by bit.
Who knew how long had passed before Elder Xuan's voice gradually fell silent.
Ye Lin, too, emerged from that Dao rhythm.
When he looked up, Elder Xuan was stroking his beard and looking at him.
"Everyone, my preaching shall temporarily conclude here. If any fellow Daoist wishes to come up and show what they have, please feel free."
Having said that, Elder Xuan slowly rose and left the lotus seat.
After speaking for so long, he had gained some insights himself. Now, he needed to find a quiet place and quietly digest them.
This bluestone was truly miraculous.
If not for the circumstances,