"Your Grace, the chess tournament has ended." Just then, a servant from the chess hall came in to report to Su Ziji. Su Ziji tossed him a small five-tael silver ingot. "A reward for you all."
It was a tip for the musicians and the servants who had attended him. Then he headed outside.
Fang Zhen accompanied him. Along the way, he thought about the silver Su Ziji had just bestowed, unsure whether it meant he approved of the men or not. In the end, he could not resist asking, "Duke of Dai, which of those three did you think was best?"
Su Ziji lowered his gaze and saw the phantom image of half a Rosewood Pendant.
"Received instruction in the Purple Frost Saber Technique. [Purple Qi from the East] +1500, level 10 (6325/10000). Gained an introductory grasp of the application of frost saber true qi." "Received instruction in the Dai Clan Black Tiger Fist. [Purple Qi from the East] +1300, level 10 (7625/10000). Gained an introductory grasp of Dai Clan inner force." "Received instruction in the Peacock Spreads Its Tail Sword. [Purple Qi from the East] +600, level 10 (8225/10000)."
Su Ziji had stolen quite a bit of experience in one go and was secretly delighted. Thirty taels of silver had bought him all this instruction. There was great potential here-great potential indeed.
He also wondered to himself, It seems that once my experience grew high enough, I could draw connections and gain an introductory grasp of two disciplines. They're useless to me, but that's still astonishing. Could this be the aptitude divine treasury?
With these thoughts in mind, he said, "The third one, the swordsman, looked good to me. His moves were the prettiest."
Fang Zhen was speechless. The third man's moves were indeed the prettiest,