"Hehe, it was the auction!" Xiao Hua said with a smile.
But Mo Jianli shook his head. "If Senior said you got the news elsewhere, this junior might believe it. But at auctions, the good and bad are all mixed together. Especially when it comes to the sources of such news, there is far too much hearsay and rumor—it cannot be trusted! Particularly secrets like the destruction of the Three Rivers; there are countless versions of the story!"
"Mm..." Xiao Hua nodded. "Then by that reasoning, the news this old man heard for only a few yuan stones was probably false?"
"Yes. Senior, it is enough to simply listen to such matters; by all means, do not speak of them carelessly..." At this point, Mo Jianli said somewhat awkwardly, "I presume Senior has your own sense of propriety. This junior would not dare make rash remarks!"
"This old man understands!" Xiao Hua said with a smile. "What is the second matter?"
"The second matter is merely a small selfish thought of this junior's!" Mo Jianli extended his hand and took a flying sword a little over an inch long from his sleeve, respectfully offering it to Xiao Hua. "Senior, this is this junior's voice-transmission pupil. Please accept it. This junior must report the matters of Changsheng Town to the sect. Senior helped this junior withstand the aquatic tribe; if the sect grants any reward in the future, this junior will remember to bring it to Senior! Of course, Senior Xiao is Mister Mo's elder and teacher. This junior does not dare speak of becoming acquainted, but merely hopes that if Senior passes through Xi Kingdom again, you may send a voice transmission so this junior may once again pay you a visit!"
"Hehe, this old man understands!" Xiao Hua had