Over those three days, Zhao Er made steady progress in his cultivation. His eldest sister-in-law visited once, bringing news of his parents back home.
His parents still refused to move to the County Town, so the Ning Family decided to tear down and rebuild their house back home, using the resources that should have been allocated to Zhao Er as an Attendant.
Zhao Er had no objection to this. He merely decided to find time to visit home.
But before Zhao Er could set out, Wu Xing came looking for him.
"This fellow really is strange..."
Standing in the middle of the courtyard, Wu Xing looked at the nearby Manor House and recalled Dian Zhang's assessment of Zhao Er, unable to resist muttering to himself.
"Deacon Wu!"
Wu Xing had made no attempt to conceal his presence after entering the courtyard, so Zhao Er soon noticed him and hurried over to greet him.
"Mm. The business here is finished, and I'm getting ready to leave."
Although Wu Xing was muttering inwardly, he betrayed none of it in front of Zhao Er.
Zhao Er knew he must have more to say, so he simply stood to one side and listened without interrupting.
"The clues you provided were very valuable. We've identified those two, and someone will be assigned to handle the follow-up. We also found a few extra things at their hideout."
As Wu Xing spoke, he took out a bundle and tossed it to Zhao Er.
"I've had all those spoils exchanged for silver notes. Aside from a share for the fellows who provided information, the rest is yours."
Zhao Er caught the money pouch. It felt rather light. Opening it, he found a stack of hundred-tael silver notes. He counted them—fifteen hundred taels in all.
"There could have been