"You truly are no ordinary man, fellow Daoist!"
Hearing this, Wu Qing poured Zhao Yi another cup of tea and gave him a somewhat surprised look. He had not expected Zhao Yi to know that the Ren-Gui Shop traded in intelligence.
Zhao Yi had not learned this elsewhere, either. He had found out from a jade slip in the Storage Bag of that inner disciple of the Tide-Subduing Sect.
"What intelligence?"
"About the Blood Cloud Bandits!"
"Oh? Do go on!"
Zhao Yi smiled. Wu Qing smiled back, then took out a jade slip. Zhao Yi pressed it against his palm and handed it back to Wu Qing a moment later.
Wu Qing stood on no ceremony. He took it and swept it with his divine sense. A moment later, he set the jade slip down and smiled faintly. "Fubo Pavilion will buy this intelligence! Let me consult the person in charge before quoting you a price, Fellow Daoist Zhao!"
Zhao Yi nodded, and Wu Qing rose and went behind the screen.
Zhao Yi continued drinking his tea. It truly was exceptional, and he drank several cups in succession.
When Wu Qing returned and saw Zhao Yi adding water to the pot, he smiled faintly, sat down, and handed him a packet of tea leaves.
"Hmm? Fellow Daoist Wu, what is this?"
"Haha, seeing how much you enjoy this tea, Fellow Daoist Zhao-as a tea lover myself, I understand that eagerness when one finds a tea one loves! Please accept this packet of tea leaves!"
Zhao Yi smiled gently. "In that case, I'll accept. Thank you for your gift, Fellow Daoist Wu!"
Smiling, Wu Qing brewed a fresh pot of tea. While they waited for the leaves to steep, he spoke.
"The person in charge has sent word. This intelligence is