"Who are the experts here?" asked Zhao Xing.
"Cao Qiushui, Wen Zhao, Du Jiaojiao, Hong Sihai, Dong Chuan, Xiang Chenglin..." Zong Shichang listed more than a dozen names in one breath, "All mentioned are of Gathering Essence Ninth Rank, just one step away from qualification."
"If Mr. Zhao wishes to know the detailed origins of these individuals, what their roots are, why not join me for a leisurely chat?"
"Sure, let's do it together." Zhao Xing did not refuse further.
Actually, whether he knew these experts or not did not matter to him. After all, he planned to spend the first day just working on the farms at the foot of the mountain, not immediately going up the mountain to participate in the competition.
"Hu~"
A breeze swirled around the bottom of the bamboo box, and Zhao Xing picked it up to continue his journey.
"Others use wind to carry heavy objects, and they have to deal with dust. But your technique is quite exquisite," praised Zong Shichang.