"How was the response?" Zheng Jin could not help feeling curious.
Zhi Lianshan pondered for a moment. "It seemed to have been accepted very quickly. And as far as I know, whenever Little Martial Granduncle went down the mountain recently, he loved taking a Disguise Pill and blindfolding himself. Once he was off the mountain, no one suspected he was the great hero who saved the four cities and rooted out the Demon Seeds."
Zheng Jin: ...
After a long while, he finally found his voice. "He even blindfolds himself? Are there a lot of people following the trend?"
"A lot. An awful lot. Geniuses being eccentric is nothing new. Little Martial Granduncle merely likes pretending to be blind. He is so strong and impressive that, of course, everyone forgives him, follows him, and some even believe that pretending to be blind lets one keep nothing in one's eyes and no filth in one's heart, thus creating the outward conditions for focused cultivation. So more and more people have joined the trend."
Zheng Jin: ...Your worship of geniuses really is brainless.
"Ribbon sales have been excellent lately. Little Martial Granduncle has even received quite a few blindfold ribbons for free—so many he cannot possibly wear them all." Zhi Lianshan smiled faintly and continued, "Later, Junior Brother Bian put the surplus ribbons in that little establishment under his name. Apparently, that restaurant is doing incredibly well now. After all, it belongs to the second-ranked person on the Prodigies Ranking. When the rankings had just been updated, I heard the Spirit Boats outside nearly came to blows."
Zheng Jin: ...
This tea was growing more and more flavorful. Zheng Jin savored it carefully, thinking that Senior Brother Zhi must have bottled up this gossip for ages. He had practically delivered himself to