"What exactly did Mister Qiu mean? Did any of you figure it out?"
As they walked, the five still felt as though it were unreal, and found it even harder to understand.
"When we went, we only meant to leave an impression, so Mister Qiu would remember us and we might have a chance to invite him to give lectures later."
"Exactly. We never expected Mister Qiu to lecture before wiping out the White Lotus Sect. We came this time only to leave an impression on him, then formally strive for it after the military affair was settled."
"I've read military texts too. When leading troops, no matter how favorable the situation was beforehand, one could not let down one's guard. Things on the battlefield were impossible to predict, and it was easy for someone to turn the tables..."
As they spoke, they could not help but grow worried. Though it had been Qiu Yan's decision, they believed the cause lay with themselves. If anything changed when the time came, they would bear no small measure of blame.
Cui Sujing, however, shook his head. "Mister Qiu has been victorious in every battle and conquered every stronghold along the way. He is an unmatched national champion, no less formidable than Marquis Xin under Great Yan's founding emperor. He would not make such a mistake. Since he said he would lecture for us, there must be a reason."
His words made sense, putting the others considerably at ease.
Yet someone still worried inwardly. "People make mistakes in the end. Better safe than sorry." "Exactly. There are still many hours before tomorrow's lecture, and we must notify the other students and Confucian scholars. With so many mouths, word may spread if we are not careful. That would become the root of disaster. Over