“A hundred...?” The grand elder from the Dragon Society involuntarily laughed. “Very ambitious, Grand Elder Hong Lie. Why not just resort to highway robbery?”

“It’s not ambitious at all,” Hong Lie replied. “In fact, it’s a very low sum. Jadefall’s Master personally asked me to watch out for Yang Qi, so if I help frame him, I’ll have to deal with her revenge. Unless you’re telling me the Dragon Society will stand in to protect me.”

“He’s a nobody!” Meng Guo growled. “Do you think that the Dragon Society is in the habit of just throwing our resources away?!”

“In that case, I guess we're done here. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone about what we talked about today. We can just pretend it never happened. By the way, Yang Qi is planning to stay in seclusion for ten years. We’ve already arranged for a comfortable study for him in the Scripture Pavilion.”

The Scripture Pavilion had a lot of influence of its own. For example, disciples who worked there could get access to higher levels to learn techniques...