"Mingjiang Prefecture has boatmen too." Lady Hong Guan sneered and said, "At the water crossings of Jing Country, wherever someone passes the river, we boatmen's disciples are there. When it comes to information, we're more than well-connected."
Lady Guan stood up, brushed the wrinkles from her red dress, held her wine cup, and said, "I heard this Young Master, with less than three sticks of incense worth of fire, slew your Mingjiang Prefecture's Cross-border King,
then set up a hunting plan, aligning with you and Gu Ling to swiftly capture both the Suffering Scholar and the Hall Master,
and seemingly, the ignition of your group's Heavenly God's Fire has countless connections to him. A talent like that—we're sorely lacking in our Water Fort."
"Your information is a bit outdated; Young Master refused the position of Hall Master."
"Refused? He doesn't care for the position of City God Hall Master?" Lady Hong Guan was surprised.
