"Shang Boliang."
"That name..." Talulah considered it carefully, only to realize she had no memory of it.
"Was he some great scholar?"
That name certainly sounded like it belonged to a great scholar.
"Not exactly. His identity is rather complicated. Didn't FrostNova tell you?"
"..."
Talulah's management really had been lacking.
Hoshino actually knew about the Reunion Movement's internal disunity. She had only said that to poke fun at Talulah.
The farmers could not have gone far anyway—their crops were still in the fields. Hoshino deliberately stood on tiptoe to take a look. The settlement had not moved and stood as steady as a mountain, looking as though it had simply lain down and resigned itself to fate.
"What are you going to do?"
"Wait, I guess."
Hoshino had no better ideas either. All she could do was stay by the fields and wait for this so-called disciple of Shang Boliang.
That blond playboy-looking bastard had disciples?
Not even ghosts would believe that!
Now that her interest had been piqued, she had to see that person no matter what.
One word: wait.
And so Hoshino waited in the farmland for the "disciple of Shang Boliang" mentioned by the farmer. They should not have to wait too long, right?
"People who come to the countryside dressed in ragged padded jackets to preach tend to think pretty simply."
Hoshino analyzed, "He won't make us wait too long."
Talulah did not know where she should go either, so she simply stayed with Hoshino and foolishly waited beside the fields.
She wore a hood that completely concealed her distinctive Drak horns.
As for Reunion headquarters...
That feather should not cause any problems, right?
It should not, right...?
For some reason, Talulah still could not put her mind at ease. But she did not want