Great Wei's Capital.
Beside Clearwater Pond.
Xu Qingxiao brought Yang Hu here.
He had come to find Wang Botong.
But to Xu Qingxiao's surprise, he encountered someone he knew.
Xunzi.
Yes.
Not far away, an old man was fishing. It was Xunzi.
What was different was that Xunzi wore ordinary clothes-just a straw rain cape-with a basket beside him specifically for holding fish.
Even his bearing was utterly ordinary, without the slightest trace of a Heaven-and-Earth Grand Confucian's presence.
At first glance, he seemed like nothing more than an ordinary fisherman.
Honestly, had Xu Qingxiao never met Xunzi before, he would never have believed this man was a Heaven-and-Earth Grand Confucian.
"Xunzi."
Xu Qingxiao walked over and gave Xunzi a slight bow.
He was a Half-Saint, while Xunzi was merely a Heaven-and-Earth Grand Confucian. In theory, there was no need for him to do this, but Xu Qingxiao had never judged people by rank.
Xunzi was a true scholar. Although he had never helped Xu Qingxiao, he had his own convictions and a gentleman's will.
Naturally, there was nothing wrong with Xu Qingxiao bowing to such a senior.
And when Xunzi heard his voice-
His first reaction was not to stand, but to carefully lift the hook, then abruptly jerk the rod upward.
A plump fish had taken the bait.
He placed the fish in the basket.
Only then did Xunzi rise and look at Xu Qingxiao.
"Sage Xu, what brings you here?"
Looking at Xu Qingxiao, Xunzi was somewhat surprised, and immediately returned his bow.
Xunzi had a quiet, peaceful temperament and disliked all disputes. Whenever he had nothing to do, he came fishing, living a thoroughly fulfilling life.
But before Xu Qingxiao could speak, Yang Hu's expression changed.
"My lord."
"He is Wang Botong."
Yang Hu swallowed and