Even though Yang Hu had left, the conversation between Mister Sima and his son didn’t escape his ears. 

Crossing into a small courtyard near his own, he saw Gao Yun sipping a cup of piping hot tea. 

“The Ice Tea in the northern continent is really something else!” Gao Yun smiled after placing his cup down. “Ever since half of the You Continent was swallowed up by the collision between the worlds, the Ice Tea has been hard to find. Who would have thought that Brother Yang would be in possession of some?” 

“I discovered several Ice Tea Plants in the depths of the Thousand Leaf Mountain Range and harvest a tael or two every year. If Brother Gao likes it, I have some lying around in the manor. Feel free to help yourself.” Yang Hu smiled. Ice Tea might be precious, but he wouldn’t fuss over such matters when things have progressed up to that point.

After thanking him, Gao Yun turned serious. “Brother Yang, have you not found the Multi World Anchoring Flag?” 

Yang Hu’s expression sank and he shook his head. “We are unable to locate Shang...