Sea Sand Heritage (4k words, please vote with monthly tickets)

Hesheng Tu Building, fourteenth floor.

Twelfth Madam arrived there just after finishing the meeting.

The three Red Poles had been waiting for some time.

Heavenly-Liang Old Man asked, "Have you assigned the tasks?"

Twelfth Madam nodded. "All done... Boss, do you really think He Sheng is a mole? He joined us when he was twenty. He's been with us for ten years."

Heavenly-Liang Old Man sighed. "I've always treated He Sheng as a brother..."

Lion-Head Buddha said, "We'll find out tomorrow whether he is."

Brother Wild Chicken smiled. "If He Sheng really is a mole, Thunder God Shed might come to disrupt things, walking right into our trap. If he isn't, we'll act as though nothing happened."

"He Sheng... what a pity." Heavenly-Liang Old Man sighed, then asked, "By the way, after spending these past few days with him, what do you think of the newcomer, A Wen?"

Brother Wild Chicken gave a wry smile. "He defeated my man Hong Tianzhen not long after joining. The boy's progress is a little frightening."

Lion-Head Buddha said, "That's what good comprehension does. As long as he takes enough medicine to keep his cultivation up, he really does have few rivals at the same level. The only hidden danger is medicine poison... Heavenly-Liang Old Man should know that the Sea Sand Style once produced a similar genius. That man was even more gifted than A Wen, and took medicine even more recklessly... It ended in tragedy."

Twelfth Madam said, "If something really does go wrong, we'll have Master Huang clean house himself."

With a cigar between his lips, Heavenly-Liang Old Man said mildly, "Given his progress, he should already be showing signs of the three poisons—Greed, hatred, and delusion. Yet he still seems perfectly normal. I can only think of two explanations: first,