By the time Bai Qi and Old Liang walked out of Tongwen Hall, it was almost 9 p.m.
The renowned instructor had not yet returned home.
Liang Laoshu sensibly did not mention the matter of passing on the tutelage.
He brought Ah Qi here, mostly hoping to strike a bit of luck.
Places like the Broken Blade Sect, Divine Hand Sect, Celestial Eagle Martial Arts Hall might still give him some face and open the door.
But if it were the instructor who once dominated Black River County, silencing many practitioners, there would be no chance at all.
Because he didn't need to owe anyone anything.
Even facing the owners of the Fishery, Chai Market, and the Kiln, it's the same.
If not for patrolling the reed marshes in his early years, exterminating the water thieves of Heaven-defying Saber, having met the instructor several times, and hitting it off with Old Dao.
Tonight, Liang Laoshu would not have dared to visit.
He glanced at Ah Qi, whose steps seemed weak, and asked curiously:
