Li Qixian left the private room, descended the stairs, and returned to the second floor.
Though it was already the morning of the second day, the number of Fate Arts Masters on the second floor had increased rather than decreased.
The scene that had unfolded when Zhou Xuanshan arrived was almost replayed.
The difference was that no one deliberately stood up.
The similarity was that everyone turned to look at him, while vast zones of silence spread at the same time.
Everyone knew that after the Jade Cup Youth had gone upstairs with Zhou Xuanshan, not only the second floor of the teahouse, but even the Upper Rank Fate Arts Masters on the third floor had begun discussing it.
As a result, many people not only stayed, but remained overnight at the Fate Arts Teahouse and called over friends and companions.
Everyone wanted to know how this Jade Cup Youth had drawn a personal invitation from Zhou Xuanshan.
The crowd watched the youth.
Shen Xiaoyi's sparkling eyes also turned toward him.
As if he had heard nothing, Li Qixian walked toward...
"Hm?"
Li Qixian saw that the place where he had been sitting earlier was packed so tightly not even water could pass through.
Nearly half the Fate Arts Masters on the second floor had gathered there.
"Everyone, make way," Liu Laohu hurriedly called.
The crowd retreated to either side, opening up a path.
Li Qixian cupped his hands in thanks, returned to his seat, and sat down.
Everyone remained silent.
"How far has the Eighty-Eight-Tower Mountains and Rivers been unravelled?" Li Qixian asked.
"To when you went upstairs," Liu Laohu said.
Li Qixian blinked and asked, "Should we continue, or go home?"
The Jade-Hairpin Elder said, "Let's continue. We'll unravel it until noon, then everyone can go home and