Kuyi Tulan, still holding a bottle of inferior fruit wine, swayed with every step as he descended from the second floor of the tavern. He approached Scholar Manjia and gave him a deep bow.
"My thanks to you, Scholar Manjia."
"What is there to thank me for?" Scholar Manjia was puzzled by Kuyi Tulan's gesture. He didn't understand why the chief of the Alchemy Workshop would bow to him.
"If the wizards of the Alchemy Workshop can reunite with the Great Mentor in the near future, we will never forget Scholar Manjia's concession," Kuyi Tulan stated distinctly.
"It is not a concession. I simply made the appropriate choice at the appropriate time." The Hunchbacked Elder's back seemed to hunch further every time he mentioned the matter of guardianship.
"But there's one thing unclear to me; I hope the esteemed scholar can clarify it."
