What made a sect top-tier?
Wudang, Shaolin, and Emei qualified, and Jiangnan's Peach Blossom Island was among them, its ranks teeming with experts.
Upon hearing this news, Jia Huan abruptly rose.
Finding witnesses to the great robbery was crucial!
"Thank you, Hundred-Household Commander Lu." Jia Huan cupped his fists.
The Flower Devotee smiled.
"Don't thank me yet. It's only a guess. Besides, Peach Blossom Island might not cooperate with the Embroidered Uniform Guard."
"I have to make the trip." Jia Huan took his leave.
The Flower Devotee offered, "I'll accompany you, Lord Jia. My sect, the Shifting Flower Palace, has ties with Peach Blossom Island."
Late that night, the two took fifty mounted men to the Qiantang River ferry crossing, then boarded a boat for Peach Blossom Island.
At dawn, the island's paths wound through an intricate maze. The fragrance of earth filled the air, and Martial World practitioners sitting in morning meditation were visible everywhere. Even a group of female swordswomen from Emei were practicing a sword formation.
"It's the Little Butcher, first on the Dragon-Tiger Ranking!"
As Jia Huan stepped onto the island, a retainer rushed off to report his arrival.
Meeting the gazes all around him, his expression remained perfectly calm. He wanted only to uncover clues as quickly as possible.
Inside an elegant, antique pavilion, a noble, refined young married woman occupied the seat of honor. She was the daughter of Peach Blossom Island's master.
"Please have some tea." The young woman handed them two cups of emerald-green Fragrant Tea.
Jia Huan drained his cup. It was cold as snowmelt, its chill seeping refreshingly through him.
"May I ask what brings you here?" The young woman went straight to the point.
Jia Huan said with a smile:
"Ten days ago, a hundred and fifty thousand