Chapter 598: A Different Kind of Number One in Confucianism

How does the saying go?

Timing beats speed.

When Li Jing arrived at the ruins of the City Lord's Mansion, Sun Qu was organizing scholars who resembled Confucian cultivators to clear the ruins, trying to salvage some relatively intact calligraphy and paintings.

He saw from afar.

A Confucian cultivator joyfully pulled a painting from the ruins, shouting "I've found something," then ran to present the painting to Sun Qu, completely oblivious to a celestial-grade spiritual object half-buried nearby in the rubble.

But he's a scholar after all!

Understandable.

From a distance, seeing Sun Qu, Li Jing raised his hand and softly greeted.

"Lord Sun."

?

Sun Qu, who was inspecting the painting brought by the Confucian cultivator, turned around with a confusion.

Seeing Li Jing, he paused for a moment, then hastily stuffed the painting into the scholar's hand and instructed him to keep it safe.

Then, he hurriedly came to greet, bowing respectfully.

"Taoist Master."