Compared to Gongsun Hong, Xu Xian was clearly much calmer.
He understood that when one stood beneath another's eaves, one had no choice but to bow one's head.
Gongsun Hong, on the other hand, had clearly been spoiled rotten and simply did not know fear.
Thus, the three of them began sorting books and gathering information within the Record Hall.
However, they could not leave the Record Hall, so trying to gather information was as difficult as climbing to the heavens.
One day, Gongsun Hong found Shangguan Ya.
In his view, Shangguan Ya was a girl unversed in worldly affairs, who only knew how to bury herself in books. She should be easy to fool.
He smiled and said, "Hello, let's get acquainted. My name is Gongsun Hong."
"I know," Shangguan Ya said, also giving her own name.
She asked, "Is there something you need, Student Gongsun?"
"Nothing, just chatting for a while. I find there's nothing much to do in this Record Hall," Gongsun Hong said with a smile.
"Student Shangguan, I heard that our Record Hall did not have a teacher before."
"When did this new teacher arrive?"
"You mean Teacher Xu? He only arrived recently as well," Shangguan Ya replied.
"But Teacher Xu is quite nice. He usually stays in the inner chamber."
"Oh, do you know Teacher Xu? Do you know what he did before?" Gongsun Hong asked again.
"I don't know him. I'm only interested in books, and I can't even recognize all the academy's teachers," Shangguan Ya replied.
"Then have you been to the inner chamber?" Gongsun Hong asked.
"What is it like inside? Why are we not allowed to enter?"
"I've been there. There are no books in the inner chamber. Perhaps it is where Teacher Xu rests and cultivates," Shangguan Ya said.