A Generous Gift from Qian Gong

February 14, just past midnight.

"Brother, why did you suddenly stop?" Li Qing reined in his horse and looked at Li Shun, puzzled.

Li Shun did not answer. He was turning things over in his mind.

Once I absorb the Mystic Yellow Qi, I'm bound to bring down heavenly punishment. There'll be no escaping it. My only option is to use Threefold Self-Reflection to evade it.

Judging by last time, the moment the reset is complete, the Great Qian's Heaven Oversight Bureau will notice the missing Mystic Yellow Qi. The Grand Arbiter might even come to investigate in person.

If I show up at the scene twice in a row, I'll be far too suspicious. I need to get as far away as possible...

At Moonlit White's pace, we should arrive around eleven tonight.

With two commanderies between us, I should be able to avoid suspicion.

After running through his calculations, Li Shun lightly nudged his horse's belly and set off again.

They rode beneath the stars and moon, finally reaching their destination before nightfall.

Shangyu County, Kuaiji Commandery.

Their destination was clear. They headed straight for the Qian Yuan Shrine in the city.

The shrine stood beside the Azure Waves River, which ran through the city. Water vapor curled around it, lending the place a secluded chill.

Apart from a handful of shrine keepers, no one else was in sight.

A weathered stone stele stood outside the shrine, recording Qian Yuan's life and achievements.

Li Shun stopped and read the inscription closely.

"Qian Yuan was not the chief official of Kuaiji Commandery in his lifetime, but merely one of its waterworks officials."

"Before he took office, floods frequently ravaged Shangyu, and its people suffered terribly. For more than thirty years, Qian Yuan worked with his own hands to build