Guo Xiang shifted slightly, looking at his yellow-browed, yellow-bearded martial uncle with surprise on his face.
Any lecture from a First Rank Grand Fate Arts Master could enlighten the younger generation, let alone a discussion of personal insights.
"Was it for Li Qingxian?"
"For myself." Zhou Xuanshan smiled.
Guo Xiang silently nodded and committed it to memory. When he advanced to Grand Fate Arts Master himself, he would certainly help the younger generation as Zhou Xuanshan had and expand the Fate Arts Realm.
After walking a few steps, Guo Xiang asked in a low voice, "This Fate Mountain auction was such a success. Should we go find Li Qingxian right away and agree to his terms?"
Zhou Xuanshan smiled. "Why would I not wish to agree to the deal? But he is, after all, still young. We cannot agree too early, lest arrogance take root in his heart."
Guo Xiang nodded. "Martial Uncle is right. Li Qingxian does not fuss over trifles, but at crucial moments, he is skilled at scheming."
"He is a Fate Arts Master, after all. If he did not fuss over trifles in everything, how could he accomplish great things? Being skilled at scheming is a good thing."
"Then how long should we wait before looking for him?"
"Three days... no, a month. When the time comes, I will not go. You will find him. I took the initiative to meet him at the Fate Arts Teahouse yesterday; that was sincerity enough. Meeting him again so soon would instead be unseemly."
Guo Xiang said, "Martial Uncle is right. If you went to find him again, it would instead make our Mountain Fate Sect seem too eager."
"One must know when to tighten and when to loosen, with proper measure in every method."
"Martial Uncle is right."