The Dawson Chamber of Commerce's estate became Loa's temporary residence.
There were plenty of dignitaries in the eastern district, but no one came to bother him. With the Dawson Chamber of Commerce's name and his status as a guest elder, few dared come looking for trouble. Quite a few wanted to make his acquaintance, but the steward turned them all away-Mr. Loa preferred peace and quiet and did not like to be disturbed.
His days followed a regular routine.
Every morning, he got up and trained in the courtyard. After practicing his swordsmanship, he ate breakfast and went out.
Sometimes, he visited O'Brien Academy.
Headmaster Fein and Loa got along quite well. One was an old fellow who had lived for over a century, the other an absurdly young genius, yet they actually found plenty to talk about. The headmaster also introduced many experts to spar with Loa.
The O'Brien Empire prized martial prowess. Though ninth-level warriors were not numerous, some could still be found in the imperial capital. Out of respect for Fein, they were all willing to exchange a few moves with Loa.
After a few matches, Loa's reputation spread.
He was eighteen or nineteen, at the peak of the eighth level, with the strength of a ninth-level warrior, yet in a fight he could pin those veteran ninth-level warriors to the ground. Some refused to believe it and came to test him themselves. Afterward, they were thoroughly convinced.
"Where did this kid come from?"
"He's a guest elder of the Dawson Chamber of Commerce."
"No wonder. When did the Dawson Chamber of Commerce recruit someone like him?"
As word spread, it reached the War God Sect. A few nominal disciples of the War God Sect also came to spar with Loa, and their attitudes had all changed