Pan Long returned to the Nine Provinces World and saw the red sun overhead gradually sinking westward. It had not been long since noon.
He flew into the sky, considered for a moment, then returned to South Xia City and went to Cang Yuan's mansion.
Earlier, he had felt politics was too complicated for a simple man like him and planned to leave the Capital Region before the Mid-Autumn Moon-Viewing Gathering. But as the saying went, that was then and this was now. He intended to stay.
Undercurrents might be stirring through the Capital Region, but it was rich in resources. The Great Xia royal family and many high officials, in particular, had a habit of collecting books. If he wanted to find out how many people across the Nine Provinces had studied natural science in the past, what results they had achieved, and which paths they might have claimed... there was truly nowhere under heaven more convenient than this.
Pan Long waited two days at Cang Yuan's mansion before Cang Yuan returned.
Bai Yingxuan came back with him. Both wore unconcealed smiles of bliss. They did not need to say a word; the tender way they looked at each other was enough to make anyone feel as though a whole mouthful of lovey-dovey sweetness had been shoved down their throat.
As soon as Cang Yuan learned Pan Long was waiting for him, he brought Bai Yingxuan to see him. The two bowed deeply upon meeting him, leaving Pan Long rather embarrassed.
After the greetings, Cang Yuan offered profuse thanks, then made promise after promise—mostly along the lines of, "Just say the word, brother. I'd climb mountains of blades and plunge into seas of fire without a single complaint."
But Pan Long had no need for him to climb mountains