Qiu Ye set down the kettle and said, "After you went to Qiyuan County, we would occasionally gather, Nanxiang Marquis Meng Huaichuan included. We often talked about Eerie City. None of us remembered much, but we all felt the same way: whenever you were mentioned, we could not help giving a thumbs-up. It was clear that everyone acknowledged how greatly you had contributed in Eerie City. That is why we were especially grateful to you. When rumors about you spread through the capital, we all defended you. Back then, someone framed you, claiming that in Far-Reaching City you had forced a family into ruin and destruction. Meng Huaichuan was at that drinking party too. He smashed his cup on the spot, cut his robe to sever ties, and turned to leave, leaving that man's reputation in tatters. People all have a scale in their hearts."
Li Qingxian smiled. "Tiantian and I often meet in the north. Since I have not been in the Divine Capital, I have grown somewhat distant from all of you. I heard what you said outside the door just now."
Qiu Ye lowered his head slightly and silently gazed at the threshold ahead, saying nothing.
Li Qingxian asked, "Still no progress on the mine?"
"That mine is deep in the mountains to begin with, and extracting it is difficult. Besides, mountains and rivers have spirits. Ordinary Fate Arts Masters cannot deduce anything from it, and my family cannot afford to spend hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to hire a Grand Fate Arts Master." Qiu Ye said.
"Shall I give it a try?" Li Qingxian asked.
"We are friends. I cannot drag you into a pit. Northchang County is very close to the capital. Who knows whether the mountains there might stir the Dragon Vein