Li Zhiyuan got up and took clean clothes from his backpack to go shower.
After washing up and coming back, he saw Zhao Yi still sitting by his bed.
"Anything else?"
"Yes. It should have been Tan Wenbin to talk to you about this, but since you're awake now, I'll say it first. I taught Tan Wenbin one of my secret techniques, in exchange for him promising to persuade you to teach me the battlefield command secret technique."
"Brother Binbin wouldn't agree to that; he's definitely agreed to some other secret technique."
"We need more mutual trust among ourselves, don't you think so, Brother Xiao Yuan?"
"Did he originally promise you Yin Meng's sacrificial secret technique?"
"What? Speak up, my ears have been clogged lately."
"I haven't named this secret technique; its manifestation is released by me, connecting a red thread with other partners. It was inspired by that tower on Yulong Snow Mountain, and it took me a long time and effort to deduct it."
