Petty Tricks, Time Is on My Side

At the same time.

Fang Shu's background, lineage, and even some of his past in Guling Town had likewise been laid upon certain people's desks. Some of these people were within the Venom Hall, while others were outside it.

For instance, within a secluded residence, Er Daiyuan took a letter carried back by a yellow bird. After unfolding it and reading it several times, she narrowed her eyes and muttered to herself:

"Sure enough, he is merely a mortal-born flesh-and-blood body, from an ordinary Daoist hall at the foot of the mountain, with no aristocratic foundation whatsoever. Though he seems to have some old connection with the Old Mountain Lord of Ox Ridge, judging from his usual conduct and his straitened circumstances, he likely only won the Old Mountain Lord's favor and received no support.

"And now, this boy has been in the Venom Hall for less than a year, yet somehow he has caught the eye of Long Gu Immortal..."

After some thought, Er Daiyuan picked up her brush and wrote a few words on a bookmark, giving Fang Shu her assessment: "Poor-born disciple, no notable background, some potential, skilled at forging connections."

After setting down her brush, her gaze fell upon the words "forging connections." She could not help but circle them, her eyes growing distant.

Aside from Er Daiyuan, the people of the Venom Hall had all formed their own judgments of Fang Shu. Some were wary, others indifferent; their evaluations ranged from high to low:

"A man from below the mountain, with a touch of ruthlessness. He actually dared cultivate yin-yang true qi to win the Dragon Master's favor."

"This boy should be treated with respect and kept at a distance, but there is no need to fear him. We need only sit back and watch