"So... are you sure Lady Te Gaogui would accept me?" the maid asked with full uncertainty. She fastened the small sack around the shoulder, ensuring that whatever little belonging is not lost on the way.

"Well, I hope so," the swordswoman replied hesitantly.

Jin Lian was rather predictable. Soon after Shan and Mayumi left the Ximen palace, this servant was ruthlessly fired for not trying to harm the guest's bodyguard. For Lower Ring citizens who works in this affluent district, losing their profession here meant the source of their livelihood is brutally severed. To return this minor kindness, the Mayumi decided to reach out to Lady Te in hopes to save this stranger's future. Since the heiress of the Te clan demonstrates cordial relation with the disciples of Kyoshi, there is at least some hope for this endeavor to work.

"I want to thank you once again for helping me," the maid said. Although this isn't the first time such gratitude is proclaimed, Mayumi simply responded the same way. This former servant of that arrogant Jin Lian has no significant family background, she could have easily just carried the unfair order with the excuse that is the Ximen clan' mistreatment. But this subtle solidarity between retainers have ultimately prevailed. It is a pity that this minor yet courageous act is rewarded with punishment. Such is the life of servants who works for the major clans, serving others and not themselves.

"I don't understand, why do you choose to work for the Ximen family in the first place?" Mayumi can't keep her mouth shut. To her knowledge, menial servants of the Ximen clan are hired from outside their fiefdom. This decision is likely made to maintain loyalty of the Fubing troops, who might not entertain the idea of their kinsmen working such dishonorable roles.

It is widely known that lowly servants at the Ximen clan earns slightly more than other major families, but is it very worth all the trouble and humiliation? Unconfirmed rumors are prevalent, some more grotesque than others. Enduring the debauchery of Ximen Qing itself is more than what most can handle. It wouldn't be surprising if that scoundrel hides the most excessive acts behind personal walls.

"Well, I do have a little sister," the maid said. "She wants to study at Ba Sing Se university, but our family are struggling a bit."

Mayumi went silent quickly, even temporarily stopped walking. The former maid to the Ximen palace also halted, looking the swordswoman's seemingly trancelike state.

"Ah, I see," Mayumi then said. "Don't worry, I am certain Lady Te will help."

Their walk resumed, soon arriving at a double-storied siheyuan. Although Lady Te is labeled as the most beautiful woman in the Upper Ring, it seems that her residence does not have the same grandeur. While it is certainly better than Shan's more modest one leveled courtyard house, it pales in comparison with the other major clans who have their residence built in the style of small palaces. But considering that the Te clan are not locals, it is understandable why their holdings here is humbler. The land of Zigan is far outside the grand bastions. With the fracturing of the Earth Kingdom, one has to wonder how they are administering those territories when they are in Ba Sing Se? Since the fracture that separated the other states, this capital city no longer can control the warlords outside.

Mayumi marched up the door and gently knocked on it. The response is slow. An absence of the carriage meant the coachman is not here, and the establishment is likely a bit understaffed. They were greeted by Te Gaogui's most trusted confidant, Aunt Ayi.

"Oh my, I didn't expect you to be here," said the much older woman. They greeted each other. Mayumi asked if this is convenient time to convene with Lady Te.

"Well...we were not ready for guests." Ayi said with great hesitation. Seeing the expression of great reluctance, Mayumi decided not to intrude. Being persistent may not yield the desirable outcome.

"It's fine Aunt Ayi," Mayumi reassured. "Please sent Lady Te my best regards"

Just as they are about to leave for Grandma Jin's eatery to see if there is a vacant spot, an elegant voice called out from the second floor.

"It's fine, let her in."

Ayi invited the two inside. Once they entered, Mayumi can spot Te Gaogui gradually walking down the stairs of this courtyard style building. This siheyuan, does appear luxurious. Commonly displayed are items made of earthen materials, all created by skilled artisans. It lacks the excessive decadence of the Ximen palace, which uses expensive materials such gold to display their immense wealth. The decorations here are tamed as it reflects a more eastern parts of the Earth Kingdom. Without makeup or elaborate clothing, Te Gaogui met the two visitors, leading them into the main hall.

"I apologize for my unannounced intrusion," Mayumi lowered her head, humbling herself before the noblewoman. "This disruption of your daily schedule is the sole responsibility of mine alone."

"I never requested any amendment, Kyoshi Warrior," Te Gaogui said. Unlike the first time they met, she appeared a bit more informal. "No need to be so cordial, we are not strangers. Please, lift your head."

"Thank you Lady Te," Mayumi did so. They both sat down on chairs at the end of the room, using the main table on the opposite side from the entrance.

Ayi then brought in a tray of tea, and they shared this moment over a kettle of oolong brew. For Mayumi, it seems that every region of the Earth Kingdom produces their own flavor, and this gentle earthly smell is likely the product of Zigan soil.

"To put you at ease, I am glad to receive you as my guest," Te Gaogui gracefully savored the steaming drink, ensuring that the long nails are not snapped. "As the heir to the Te clan, it is rather inconvenient that I must always deal with undesirable guests. Seeing you again is such a refreshing sight."

Mayumi then tried to adapt to the conversation. "Mind I ask, who exactly are the people that-"

"Suitors," Te Gaogui interjected without any enthusiasm. She sighed in a tired manner. This reaction is more relatable to Mayumi than initially anticipated. The noblewoman's current plain appearance is perhaps much more honest than the rigorously planned meetings with local clans. Politics between the major families can be a tedious ordeal. Which is why a surprised visit from a recent acquaintance is a delightful treat.

"As an unannounced guest, I am truly grateful for your hospitality. I can also understand your predicament." Mayumi emphasized without revealing her origin on Kyoshi Island. She saw how the noblewoman made no alterations to better her appearance. Just a simple robe and a natural face, dark hair remained loose as Lady Te chose not to wear the iconic liangbatou headdress. Despite the lack of any beautification and jewelry expected for Ba Sing Se ladies, this noblewoman still possesses astounding beauty superior to the others. But those who are above the pompous nobles would point out that it is her intelligence that truly matters the Te family. A world of theatre that is the Upper Ring only saw her as a potential possession, one that can elevate their own prestige.

"You flattered me, all I did was demonstrating the most basic courtesy and bringing out some herbs to brew in boiling water," Te Gaogui took another sip, warming her hands with the cup. While the tea they share isn't the famed White Dragon Bush, this simple moment itself is more enjoyable than some grand ceremony. "Father don't want me to associate with commoners." She said that last word carefully. "But comparing the everyday people who toiled their whole lives with the young men of the Upper Ring, I find the former demonstrating the many virtues preached by Earth Sages of old."

"How so? My Lady?" Mayumi asked.

"It just seems that all those who tried swoon me are sniveling and fatuous gentlemen who can desiderate themselves to be the sagacious people they will never be."

Mayumi sipped her tea, slightly impressed by elaborate vocabulary. Interacting with Earth Kingdom scholars can be quite an interesting experience, a contrast to the way commoners speak. The everyday rough language is distinct from the gentle and subtle eloquence. It's rather lucky that her own father spoke in more simple manner instead of using complicated idioms that are thousands of years old.

Their conversation ensued with some of the host's own tiresome complaints, something which she cannot honestly discuss with other young people from the Upper Ring. Usually, suitors would inform a household before their visit. This allows the woman's family to prepare the elaborate clothing and decorations to receive the guest. It is a daunting task that disrupts normal lives. Mayumi knows it too well. Even without the countless layers of high societal expectations, this process is tedious and pointless. Sometimes, those clueless young men should perhaps consider the futility of this practice. But the mindset of the nobility is still hard to understand. Te Gaogui is desired by many young men of the Upper Ring, and the word prestige cannot be ignored.

Te Gaogui sighed, lacking the elegance that is normally seen in public.

"Even if I suffered many setbacks in my life, I am content with what have now," she admitted. "I might have failed to gain the top rank in the Keju, but this is much more preferrable to my original fate."

Before Mayumi can ask what that meant, Te Gaogui advised against curiosity.

"It would have been a life without much meaning," the noblewoman said without elaborating the specifics. "I thought I would experience the four seasons of life, permanently behind the Royal Palace walls. I think you know what it is. But my current circumstance is still an unprecedented leap from my original purpose. How many noble ladies of the Earth Kingdom can call themselves a graduate of the one and only Keju exam? How many of them can even qualify to be a magistrate?"

After hearing those words, Mayumi realized that she has underestimated Te Gaogui. Considering the appropriate context, this noblewoman has managed to forge a difficult path through the roughest terrain. She read about the history of past dynasties. If her guess is correct, then it's possible that the original fate for Lady Te is to be part of a system known as the imperial harem.

It is custom for Earth Kings to possess an imperial harem to bear heirs to the throne. Across history, there are thousands of women sent to this system, vast majority of them hailing from prominent families and high-ranking officials. Shan's view of patrimonialism can also apply to the Royal Family. A military general of a past Earth Kingdom dynasty might sent one of these daughters to the capital, entering the imperial harem to captivate the King's heart. Gaining favor from the monarch can also benefit the woman's family from a political manner. While the chance of that even happening is extremely slim, if somehow one of them can compete with the thousands of others and become the official queen, then it is truly something that can find its mark on history.

But the fate of the women sent into this inhumane system is not pleasant. While they are surrounded by affluence and wealth, the vast majority of them will only be servants, not much different from the ones that work for a noble clan. Realistically they will toil for the rest of their lives. Although technically 'wives' to the Earth King, the monarch himself is probably unaware of their existence. Only the lucky few amongst thousands can even dream of benefiting from this. Someone like Lady Te, who hails from a distant clan far from Ba Sing Se will likely be relegated to a very low position, not much different from a lowly servant. Unless there is political benefit in courting the Te clan, why should the Earth Kingdom promote their daughter to a higher rank in the hierarchy?

No matter what rank they attain, all of them will likely never see their families again. In some of the more ancient dynasties, the death of the Earth King meant all members of the harem must also accompany him to the grave.

Literally.

Mayumi contemplated. Perhaps she might be reading too much into it. But seeing a small sense of emotion seeping from Te Gaogui's eyes meant there is a great degree of truth to all of this. Averting a meaningless life behind closed walls and becoming one of the most intelligent scholars of Ba Sing Se, who wouldn't be proud of themselves? If Lady Te can boast about her achievements, then it is a right forged with ability.

"Te Gaogui," Mayumi said with the noblewoman's own name. "You are a hen who fought and became a phoenix. You are not a warrior, but I can only admire your scholarly talent from a distance." Despite having a scholar as a father, she can only dream attaining the same academic prowess.

"I appreciate your praises, but I don't need admiration," Lady Te candidly said. "Just you speak in a normal manner without flattery is enough. I don't want to listen to flowery speeches."

They reached a mutual understanding and enjoyed some more tea. With the conclusion that segment, Lady Te initiated the important part of this visit.

"Father is not home, but perhaps I can address whatever request you have," she said.

Mayumi placed her cup down. "Your intelligent mind didn't let me down."

People like Lady Te is too sharp to be deceived. From the moment they arrived at the door, the noblewoman likely knew that the motivation is a special favor. The obvious presence of this maid is also very glaring. Previously, Mayumi turned down an offer for a dwelling to live, but this time the situation is beyond her control. Which is why Lady Te may be the only one to provide help to a difficult conundrum.

"Once again, I wish to seek your forgiveness." Mayumi began. "I can fully understand if you do not agree, as this is a burden I brought."

"My ears are yours, speak without restraint or fear," Lady Te reassured. She then leisurely lifted another cup of tea closer to the lips, preparing to listen.

Mayumi nodded. She then explained the context of the maid standing in the room.

While Te Gaogui is impressed by this commoner's bravery, the mention of Jin Lian and the Ximen family have nonetheless warranted her concern. But there is also disgust. While many people disdain Lady Jin Lian's unruly behavior, Te Gaogui actually looks down on that unsophisticated buffoon. Jin Lian would lucky enough to even be noticed by the scholarly woman, who would probably be too ashamed to even acknowledge the mere existence of that seductress. Perhaps Shan might find this aspect of Lady Te to be rather infatuating.

"I can see that they, no, she has treated you harshly," Te Gaogui to the maid, referencing Jin Lian's notorious behavior towards servants. It is an obvious fact that the seductress next to Ximen Qing is known to violent outbursts, often denigrating those that serve the clan. The harsh reality is that menial servants are easily replaceable. Even if one is discharged from the role, many will still be attracted by the incentivizing income.

The maid then bowed herself. Mayumi then inquired if Lady Te is interested in hiring another worker for the family.

As the noblewoman appears pondering, the swordswoman said more. "I know this is unreasonable, it is disgraceful of me to involve you into this mess."

"No, there is no need for you to defend yourself," Te Gaogui went straight to the point. "I would be more surprised if you didn't commit to this route." She then turned to the maid. "What is your name?"

"Ya Huan," the maid answered meekly.

"Today onward, I take you under my wing," Te Gaogui went forth and gently raised the maid back up. "But there is one thing you must remember strictly. In my service, you will not refer to yourself as a servant. You will fulfill the role of lady-in-waiting. Ayi would also be grateful for your additional help."

"Yes milady," Ya Huan bowed with gratitude. Te Gaogui then instructed the older woman to show Ya Huan a room within this building. Once they are gone, Lady Te then leaned closer to the guest.

"While Aunt Ayi can greatly benefit from an additional assistant, mind I ask, are you sure this girl is genuinely mistreated by that Jin Lian?"

Mayumi's expression immediately grew serious, realizing what Lady Te is insinuating. She is at a loss of words. Unsure what reply is even appropriate. What happened on the wedding is a cause of concern. It is unknown if Te Gaogui heard about what happened, as the news do require some time to spread. But the notion that Ya Huan is a spy planned by Ximen Qing is a valid worry.

"Well, I..."

Te Gaogui's overly calm reaction stopped Mayumi's stuttering. After the noblewoman took a few sips of ordinary tea, she implored the guest to not hastily conclude.

"I am simply being cautious, if the Ximen family wishes to implant a spy in my ranks, it would have happened anyway. So put your mind at ease, you done no wrong." Her reasoning did avert some of Mayumi's guilt. But Lady Te also elaborated why she decided to keep Ya Huan around. If they all play alone, feign oblivious to this potential ploy by Ximen Qing, then it is a useful venue to feed false information. Someone as cunning as this Te heiress would definitely capitalize on this opportunity. "There are not many people here anyway. Besides Aunt Ayi and the coachman, we can house dozens of staff if we want to, so one more very isn't an issue. Ayi wouldn't let me help, so Ya Huan's presence would resolve this problem. I can easily keep an eye on her."

Mayumi now realized the quietness of the courtyard. Except for Aunt Ayi and the coachman, it seems that there are no other household servants here. She then looked at Te Gaogui, who is eyeing the sword.

"New blade?" the noblewoman asked.

Mayumi nodded slowly. "I can explain, this is not a gift."

The noblewoman raised an eyebrow, confused by the Kyoshi Warrior's strange behavior. Even in the standards of country bumpkins, Mayumi's act is rather asinine.

"I haven't even asked anything yet," Te Gaogui said. "Anyway, it is rather impressive that you managed to secure the White Scholar's help. But I am further surprised that he decided to hire you. Based on my previous interaction, that man is not a very approachable person."

And that is a huge understatement. The White Scholar's interaction with others cannot be interpreted with face value. Considering that legalist scholars would prefer to remain distanced with their subordinates, intentional misdirection can distort their perception in the eyes of others.

Mayumi clarified that this sword is given by Shan due to professional reason. Considering Jin Lian's embarrassment at the scholar's siheyuan have spread across the Upper Ring, Lady Te will naturally hear about a woman who somehow defeated a group of Fubing guards.

"I see," there is tiny hint of disappointment in the noblewoman's eye. She then asked a more personal question. "About the White Scholar, is there anything he may prefer as a gift?"

Mayumi pondered. Aside from that man's disdain for seafood, there is not much to divulge. Usually gifting expensive calligraphy and artwork is a common practice amongst the aristocracy, but such things are worthless to a scholar who can make it easily.

"He does like tea," she said. But in hindsight, most people in this world likes to savor the taste of leaves boiled in water, including herself. Mayumi is fully aware that Lady Te is attempting to form a political marriage with the White Scholar. The intent of this endeavor is unimportant for a Kyoshi Warrior, but reciprocating Te Gaogui's previous help would be cordial.

Mayumi prolonged the conversation, detailing Shan's reaction to the gifts by other noble families. A pattern emerged. Precious items such as expensive porcelain or rare consumables disinterests him. Marriage proposals sent by clan leaders will only be replied with silence. Gratitude is absent.

"Interesting," Lady Te appears to contemplate. "Of all the choices, he is rather intriguing."

"He doesn't like people born in high places, if you know what I mean," Mayumi phrased her words as respectfully as possible. Lady Te might have been conceived into the aristocracy, but such people do not view 'commoners' as inferior to nobles. But the question remains if Shan shares the same point of view, as he does tend to label many nobles as nothing but nepotists. His observation is quite accurate, but surely it would be going too far to paint Te Gaogui in the same frame as the despicable Ximen Qing.

Lady Te expressed her inability to understand the White Scholar. Frankly, most people can only work with the perception he wishes to display.

"I was about to send him a box of Zigan tea, but it might not be effective as previously thought." The noblewoman correctly deducted that Shan is not very materialistic.

Yet, they both agree that he isn't a spirituel person either. Just a like a ruler who distrusts the ministers, the White Scholar partially adapted this particular aspect of his endorsed philosophy since hiring the swordswoman. Remaining distant from those around him while not allowing personal intent to be known is a common practice for legalism. However, spending a prolonged time around Shan has revealed cracks in his carefully crafted perception.

"Lady Te, mind I ask, would it be reasonable to believe that Shan might be aiming for a higher place in the city hierarchy?" Mayumi tries to be intricate in what she is about to state. If this theory is true, then it would not be something that will please Te Gaogui. "He told me that ascending to a significant position within the bureaucracy is his goal. The highest place."

Te Gaogui appears slightly confused. But nonetheless continued this train of thought.

"He is a Zhuangyuan ranked scholar," she emphasized. "While it is true that the nobility and major families dominate Ba Sing Se's ranks and files, the White Scholar would at least be granted a prominent role despite his lack of a prestigious familial lineage."

"Does he come from a poorer background?" Mayumi asked. "Lower Ring perhaps?"

"Well...I do not know enough to comment on that. But what is important is that his qualifications will be enough to reach the upper echelons, the role to influence this city's policies will also be within his grasp. With museum director Han Fei as his mentor, I can see the White Scholar serving close to the one that governs Ba Sing Se."

Mayumi instantly raised her hand, stopping Te Gaogui right there.

"I think he has ambitions for the throne," the swordswoman hushed in a quietened volume. It would be problematic if a Dai Li hears this. Judging by the slightly shocked reaction of the other person in the room, this conversation is dangerous.

"E-excuse me?" Te Gaogui sipped some tea to calm herself, realizing the literal meaning of highest place when it comes to the bureaucracy. "A man of great caliber wishes to embark on such an unprecedented endeavor, I have truly underestimated him."

Mayumi is unsure how to ease the host's concern. If Shan does indeed wish to usurp the throne of Ba Sing Se, then would either drive him to countless bloodshed or straight into certain ruination. Yet, she cannot help but remember his disdain for nepotism. Replacing the monarchy with his own bloodline would contradict both legalistic and meritocratic values. He might even attempt to use his rank as Zhuangyuan to marry into the royal family, and then create new opportunities when the current monarch wains in health and power. The latter would effectively destroy whatever plan Te Gaogui has.

Lady Te is still in dilemma. But then her change of expression went against Mayumi's expectation. Instead of disappointment, it became surprisingly more hopeful.

"If that is truly his ambition, then I don't see how it may conflict mine," Te Gaogui said with renewed confidence. "On the contrary, if he succeeds, then forging a political alliance with him will bring me closer to helping my homeland." She then noticed Mayumi's eyes of confusion. Sensing there is a gap of understand, she implores the swordswoman to openly discuss doubts and questions.

"With all due respect Lady Te, I struggle to see your optimism. If the goal is to help your people by marrying Shan, how does his unchecked ambition for the throne assist in this?" Mayumi again apologized for the bluntness, as she is truly confused by where this conversation is heading. "While I understand that being a ruler of Ba Sing Se holds more reign over a high ranking official, wouldn't Shan choose to marry into the royal family instead of your clan?"

Mayumi further elaborated her thoughts. This notion would definitely go against Shan's conscience of rejecting patrimonialism. As the philosophy of Fajia dictates, merit must triumph above birthright and connections. If a bloody coup is not the White Scholar's chosen path, then the subtle and more opportunist way of Neutral Jing will certainly be employed. Inserting himself within the royal family will provide many ample opportunities to take power. Considering the possible age of the current ruler, Shan would be quite old when the present Earth King deteriorates into poor health. No matter how long it may take, strategically positioning himself as a relative of the King might yield the qualification to become regent. Under these conditions, how will the Te clan even find a place in this? Since it is historical fact that a Zhuangyuan rank scholar have married into the royal family, then this might jeopardize the Te clan's ambition.

After listening to the sheer number of wild theories, Te Gaogui sighed. But not for the reasons Mayumi believed. For a few seconds, they both stared at each other until the young noblewoman decided to be the one who break the silence.

"Royal family? Earth King? What in Yang Chen's name are you even talking about?" Te Gaogui rubbed her forehead while avoiding contact with the long nails.

Mayumi quickly revaluated the situation. It seems that there is a tremendous flaw in the groundless theory that Shan wishes to take the throne for himself.

Lady Te is second place in the Keju, a prominent rank but not enough to reach a significant position in the administration to influence outward policies. But as someone who studied political science rigorously, she is definitely much more knowledgeable than Mayumi, whose only experience with politics are only through books and petty disputes between fishermen. Perhaps there is a missing piece in the assumption that Shan wants to take over the throne.

"You have a... creative imagination, Mayumi," Te Gaogui remarked. "But have you ever considered that maybe the throne is just an empty seat and nothing more?"

Mayumi pondered. Keju graduates are meant to become government officials that serve alongside the monarchy, providing advice and working in the checks and balances of an elaborate bureaucracy to ensure the state's efficiency. By custom, the ruler is supposed to be present during the Keju ceremony. But their absence during that day has never intrigue her mind until now.

"Lady Te, I seek your enlightenment, which member of the Royal Family is in charge of Ba Sing Se? Why were they do not present during the Keju graduation ceremony?"

Te Gaogui stared blankly, but decided to elaborate the minuscule detail on what she knows. Despite being a member of the aristocracy, the upper echelons are rather secretive. Sensing a great degree of hesitation, Mayumi chose not to be too persistent.

"Well, I am not exactly certain, but his majesty Wu has been away for a long time," Te Gaogui said. "Longer than I can even remember."

"Is it at Republic City?" Mayumi added. Since Shan never talked much about the current monarch, she only gathers whatever little information while working at Jin's eatery. Some of the cooks did discuss who actually controls the royal palace. Frankly, most of them isn't even sure who is the previous sovereign. Working the wok and frying food meant this topic isn't that important. For the people, no matter who rules the land, the peasants must still work.

According to Te Gaogui's perspective, which may or may not be accurate, King Wu is on an important diplomatic mission to the country known as the United Republic. This sudden action occurred as the states begun to fracture, exactly after the first minor skirmishes between Jian Sin and Siaw Jong took place. It occurred when both Mayumi and Te Gaogui are either too young or not even born to remember such events. Which is why the history can be foggy and might not even be consistent with accounts from other people.

"Wu is still at that place to this day," Te Gaogui added. "But one must wonder, what exactly is he doing there?"

"Well, probably not something outlandish such as being a singer," Mayumi feigned ignorance. Traveling with the Kheshig nomads did reveal some news about the outside world. Temujin would occasionally rant about some incompetent Earth King, a puppet, the true culprit behind all the division between the various regions. As someone who has never heard about this, Mayumi cannot confirm the validity. Of course, speaking loudly of such information may not be the wisest choice. Considering Lady Te's prestigious rank, it is reasonable to believe that the Dai Li could be listening at every moment. She wondered if those robed men have a role in all of this. No, it would be more decisive to believe they were definitely involved in Wu's absence.

Te Gaogui then sighed, looking at her empty teacup. As the guest of lower rank, Mayumi offered to refill it, which the noblewoman received with gratitude.

"Let's not talk about the monarchy," Te Gaogui said in a slightly tired mood. "Perhaps we can come up with new ideas on what that scholar would not hate as a gift."

Before Mayumi can respond, a sound erupted from the corner of this room. Some clay vases must have been toppled and cracked. Something is lurking behind the door curtains.

The swordswoman instantly drew out the sword, but Lady Te calmly waved it down.

"No need, it's not an intruder." She then called out the creature to reveal itself.

A small and round object is shifting behind the fabric. Mayumi's hand is still gripping the weapon handle, refusing to let go in fear that the host made a false judgement. No one else is in this room besides the two of them. If whoever is eavesdropping their conversation is not a thief, it might be a malevolent Kamuy.

She braced for the moment, waiting anxiously as the creature finally removed the disguise. Upon witnessing it, Mayumi breathed a sigh of relief.

Woof!

It's just a dog. Despite its small size, the canine barked loudly at the stranger it never met before. Mayumi's eyes remembered fixated on the shape. There is so much fur that the legs are completely hidden.

"Xiao Hu, sit!" Te Gaogui's command immediately quietened the energic pet. She then lifts it up in both arms, allowing Mayumi to brush her hand into the long and smooth fur. The Kyoshi Warrior cannot help but notice the flattened face and rather durable muscles within this little thing.

"It's a dog, right?" Mayumi asked again. While the question sounds childish, one can't be too careful.

"It is, a Ba Sing Se local breed, it is a gift by another clan," Te Gaogui said. But her expression then darkened slightly. "A betrothal gift, even if nothing has been agreed."

Luckily the sender was rejected without too much consequence. Being the most beautiful maiden in the Upper Ring meant there are many suitors with questionable level of intelligence. Even if clan elder Te Laoye adheres to aging traditions, not even that old man is idiotic enough to give away his daughter to some arrogant snob.

"If only everything can be as simple as this little one," Te Gaogui sighed as she rubs the dog's belly. "He may be just an animal, but I know he would never harm me. I may disagree with many legalist scholars, but the nature of humans is indeed unpredictable. However, I know my little Xiao Fu would never even think about betraying me."

Mayumi said nothing to demonstrate her understanding of this struggle. Life in the Upper Ring may be opulent and free of material concerns, but that doesn't there are no downsides. No matter how meritocratic a system may be, the values of old is deeply ingrained in the collective conscience. Using family ties to secure Ba Sing Se's help for Te Gaogui's people will sacrifice her own happiness, which is a small price as stated by the woman herself. Whatever challenge that is troubling the Te clan's homeland meant it requires a powerful ally to aid them.

An idea suddenly came to Mayumi, one that should have surfaced her memory earlier. As someone who has sorted the gifts to Shan, she understood that even if an item is extravagant, he would only appreciate the utility aspect. The exquisite porcelain gourd bottle given by Gong Zi is one such gift that Shan actually didn't ignore. It is strategically placed in his room so that should the Gan Jin patriarch visit, it could be used to demonstrate an impression of significant appreciation. Thus, further improve the scholar's image in the eyes of an important Upper Ring member. What if a similar logic can be applied to Te Gaogui seeking a political marriage? A gift that is useful might actually slightly move the cold-hearted scholar.

"Lady Te, I have an idea if you would indulge more time to this matter," Mayumi said.

"Please, proceed."

"Recently Shan broke his only inkstone when that Jin Lian made a surprise visit."

"I heard about it, that seductress is certainly not the most pleasant guest to have," Te Gaogui remarked. This mild criticism towards Jin Lian's cruel character is already too flattering.

Mayumi didn't elaborate how the inkstone was broken. The information that Shan physically cracked it with his raw hand might sound rather nonsense. Only the portion that recounted Jin Lian's insult is explained to Lady Te, which is the cause of the inkstone being destroyed.

"Peculiar, so the White Scholar didn't immediately intervene as the personal soldiers ransacked his home," Te Gaogui deduced with a contemplative expression. "Regardless, I appreciate your willingness to share this information. Do not be concerned, for I will say nothing with the White Scholar when it comes to your role in this."

While an inkstone is a practical object for scholars, someone of Te Gaogui's status must secure one that is fitting of Upper Ring standards.

"I might have some idea, thank you for this piece of advice."

"No, it is I that must show gratitude," Mayumi was reluctant about bringing up Ya Huan's real intention. But hopefully this act of kindness would not bring trouble upon others. "Thank you for your time, I will take my leave now."

The personally lady escorted her to the entrance. Despite their different status in society, they behaved as regular acquaintances. The egalitarian virtues preached by the Earth Sages is more idealism rather than what is based in reality. For wealthy merchants and prestigious members of society, it is all too easy to look down at those without glittery robes or flowery words. So rare are those who do view commoners as equals, the mere existence of such people is hailed as above the norm.

...

The following days are filled with more lessons for Satchiko. Although Shan has incentives to maintain personal reputation as a prestigious scholar, he is also invested in a conundrum that might be beyond the scholar's talent.

The basics of Earthbending is not a difficult one to understand. Brute force is almost universally applied in an offensive manner, and the mind must be both stubborn and strong for the user to bend hardened earth to their will. The core philosophy known as Neutral Jing demands a defensive posture until an ample opportunity for counterattack presents itself. Outside combat, it can be applied to almost anything. As a scholar well versed in the history and political science of the Earth Kingdom, Shan also taught the examples of historical figures who planned a stratagem so in-depth, that it might took hundreds of years to succeed.

But that isn't the focus for this student who still struggles with the element. As blunt as such a statement may be, even little children can easily manipulate the ground. Based on observations, they definitely possess more skills than a young woman who spent her whole life swinging fans.

But it would be unfair to claim she did not try. To ensure that full potential is within grasp, Satchiko studied rigorously, doing everything possible to make up years of neglect. Although the goal of bending earth normally is still far beyond reach, at least her literacy skills have slightly improved. Reading some passages on a page is now a bit more palatable. Under Shan's strict disquisitions about philosophical legalism and Mayumi's occasional nurturing, the most basic skill of writing and reading is now possible. At least she isn't completely stupefied when confronted with the more common syllables.

But this minor achievement is not something that she would celebrate childishly, as such audacity is premature. Satchiko constantly reminded herself that whatever advancement made are all skills already perfected by fellow peers. It is rather frustrating that despite receiving additional help from a prestigious scholar, mastering Earthbending is still a distant path.

The lessons are filled with Shan teaching her the basics of Earthbending using scrolls borrowed from Ba Sing Se's university library. Based on the slightly ragged appearance of the manuscript, it is likely that he was granted access to special areas where the most authentic materials are stored. A Zhuangyuan ranked scholar would have no problem in receiving permission, the prestigious title is more than enough to have this privilege bestowed. In accordance with this ancient manual, Earthbenders must arrange themselves into postures that can better connect with the ground. The philosophy of Neutral Jing is not a concept that Satchiko cannot grasp, as it bears strong similarity with the idea of ambushing enemies at the right moment. But incorporating Earthbending felt so foreign when compared to the trainings for Kyoshi Warriors. A lifetime of using swords and war fans have made it hard to adjust. Whenever she tried to perform an Earthbending move with only bare hands, the mind would involuntarily imitate the sensation of holding two foldable blades.

As the hours went on, Satchiko is instructed to practice writing after another failed attempt to bend a small earth disc. The absolute lack of progress in the most important field has raised concern from the White Scholar.

"Is this, ok?" Satchiko placed down the ink brush on the small wooden table and held up the parchment. The page consists of an idiom Shan instructed her to wrote, four words that meant something about pulling the stalks of rice to help it grow. It's probably more sophisticated than she can perceive, as pulling the plants upward obviously does not assist in its natural development.

Underneath the tree, Shan examined the handwriting. As usual, accompanied with the iconic white paper fan. For a scholar who attained the highest rank possible, everything his student made is insignificant.

"Very flimsy, but passable," he commented. "You certainly need more practice when wielding the brush."

For a perfectionist as strict as the White Scholar, such a statement is actually rather surprising. This is a man who wouldn't mind humiliating other noble houses if the situation allows it. But considering his disdain for the so-called nepotist, teaching a student from a less affluent background can also be another form of insult. A Zhuangyuan tutoring a commoner is a sly against all the nobles who wants their children to study under him. In an environment where local family lineages are deeply entrenched, it would be wise for him to tread carefully even if this man may one day become a high ranking official.

"Now, we will again revise the timeline before the official formation of the Earth Kingdom," Shan added. "Collect the usual book, and we will continue."

Satchiko crawled up from the grassy ground and walked to the mountain pile of study materials. For some reason this scholar always like to put multiple stacks together in the courtyard, ruining the scenery.

The particular era that the lesson will soon focus is a very important time in Earth Kingdom history, as well as the other three nations. It is ancient, an age where few unifying state entities exist. The university class would often mention this as the Spring and Winter era, where warring is constant and different schools of philosophy were created. Yet, it also occurred thousands of years ago, obscured with myths and legends. The further back it goes, the harder it is to verify. Which is why the authenticity of those days is subjected to change as scholars discover new evidence.

The document widely accepted is the Earth Kingdom Annals, an ancient historical chronicle believed to have been compiled by none other than the first Grand Earth Sage himself. This particular work is one of the major literature classics of the continent, and many scholars would own a copy of it.

"There it is," Satchiko said to herself as one of the books appear somewhat similar. After extracting it from the pile, the lesson soon resumed. But before the tutor can even utter a single word, his eye glared at the student.

Satchiko froze, unsure what is happening. She has faced pirates, bandits and even giant serpent that tried to devour her. An accomplished Kyoshi Warrior like herself should not fear a scholar whose only weapon is an ink brush. Yet somehow, that nonchalant gaze is a bit unsettling.

"Flip to page seven," Shan said coldly.

She complied, cautiously arriving at a page that immediately explains his disapproval. Upon witnessing the contents, Satchiko discovered pictures of strange creatures that is definitely not normal animals. Even without Shan's critical speech, it is clear that the book is not the one he requested.

"My bad," Satchiko apologized. It is slightly embarrassing that she mistook one book from another. But for the strict tutor, this tiny mistake meant neglect and lack of focus.

"If you have just bothered to read the front cover, then this transgression would not have occurred."

Shan resumed the lesson despite this inconsequential setback. Throughout this segment of the day, Satchiko furthered her understanding of ancient Earth Kingdom history. It is mired with legends and myths, yet the Earth Kingdom Annals is the most reliable source available. According to the first Grand Sage, before Ba Sing Se was built, this vast land has no single sovereign. Countless warring settlements would create armies that can shake the earth itself. The Earth Kingdom cities would soon grow stronger, inventing new philosophies and governing systems to better wage war. More efficient methods are implemented to decrease the cost of creating armies, forging weapons deadlier to outcompete rival cities.

War is constant. War is life.

Cities would be built even bigger than the primitive structures that came before them. Soon, absorbing other settlement would form the early warring states governed by their own kings. The following timeline of the continent would see many changes, obviously not in a peaceful manner.

As the states become more sophisticated, the nature of warfare evolved. It is common to see massed infantry that can easily surpasses one hundred thousand men. Heavy cavalry trained from peasants would mostly replace the exclusive warrior class that uses chariots. The rise of powerful standing armies would also experience the invention of crossbows and the deadly dagger-axe polearm for the non-benders to wield. Metal soon replaced bronze as a more effective material. But more terrifying, a group of peace-loving academic scholars who serve as defense engineers, would invent the first traction trebuchet. Yet even that is dwarfed by the increased lethality of Earthbenders. It is here that the world saw the first use of giant earth coins, thrown by mighty Earthbenders as unstoppable projectiles and decimating the enemy ranks. Not even the finest metal armor can withstand such simple yet gruesome fate.

"Each state has their own interests, each state has their own kings," Shan lectured, aiming to further emphasize the troublesome nature of patrimonialism. Satchiko sat on the grass, trying to memorize the passages in focus. "Larger armies cannot be properly managed without competent administration. Certain states would reform their bureaucracies to supply, train and control such large forces. The absolute necessity for complex yet efficient logistics forced the nobility to shift away from a warrior class and eventually transform themselves into a literate elite. Which means the Earth Kingdom aristocrats became the scholarly gentry akin to the present. The administrative affairs partook by officials are ample to battlefields so far away, and the vastness of this land certainly makes the process difficult. This is also the reason why the Fire Nation can still maintain a clear cultural emphasis on warriors rather than scholars. Their own internal wars involve less landmass, smaller armies meant they must compensate with strong warriors on an individual level."

Throughout the lesson, Shan tried his best to keep his bias in check. As a philosophical legalist, there is a tendency to disdain all things associated with nepotism. But even he understands that being stubborn and teaching only one philosophy to Satchiko will not assist in the university lessons, which is why the scholar utilized his expertise to bolster her understanding of political science.

An entire hour is further dedicated to repetitive recitations of the historical record. As usual, the student fought her boredom, but fully aware that memorizing key points of this period can be a great benefit. But the more Shan explained the nature of this ancient warring state era, one question lingered around her mind. Unlike last time, the White Scholar is generous enough to even address this inquiry.

"Express your dubiety, Yuko," Shan said.

"Where is the Avatar in all of this?"

The scholar remained silent. This ancient period is still shrouded in mystery, but the annal written by the Earth Sage mentioned nothing about the Avatar during that turbulent era. But the true peculiarity Satchiko found is that the annal covered conflicts across the span of hundreds of years. The absence of any Avatars certainly warrants her attention.

Shan appears pondering, but this seemingly simple question is beyond even his caliber. Across the four nations, how many people actually knows what exactly happened in the distant past? Not even the greatest sages today might be able to answer this definitively. What can be theorized is that the veneration of Avatars is not always universal at the beginning. Without submitting oneself to the spirituel importance of an incarnate, there is no reason to accept the wisdom of a person who can bend more than one element.

"I cannot offer a concrete answer to what the Avatars are doing during the ancient warring states period, but it is widely accepted that they do at least exist." Shan began with the most obvious consensus amongst historians. But the controversial discussion between scholars is fixated on why Avatars do not occupy a more central stage as the wars raged on. Once again, many would exercise extreme caution when separating the facts from legends. Which is why the esteemed White Scholar himself can only provide his own personal opinions.

He snapped the paper fan open again. "How would you feel if a person who can bend more than one element appears before you?"

Satchiko is at first confused by this question, but soon answered that she would be grateful for the Avatar's return. Of course, the detail that she and Mayumi are Kyoshi Warriors is kept secret. Like most people across the world, their spirituality heavily ties with the one that reincarnates.

"Your response is expected, as most people would," Shan remarked in a mundane manner. "No matter how incompetent or hated an Avatar may be, this does not change the fact that many will venerate the incarnate during their time. But the mainstream development of early religious affairs is more based on oracle bones and shamanism, it is only later that Avatars became prominently worshiped in the minds of the people."

He later explained that early civilizations might not have grasped the importance of Avatars, and likely clueless about the cycle of reincarnation and the role of such a figure. Kings of ancient eras reigned what is now known to be the Earth Kingdom might be rather dismissive about a human that bends more than one element. Why should these petty rulers accept an individual with obscure origins to be a mediator? They are the ones who control armies that can shook the ground itself.

Shan then added another point to consider, another which Satchiko also struggles with.

Do the Avatars during that ancient era even understand their role as mediators? Who is there to even guide them? What is stopping them from just living a reclusive life as the whole world burns? It is here that the White Scholar, whose expertise is political science, imparted his personal judgement.

"While other Earth Sages, mainstream scholars may heavily disagree with me on the grounds of morality and spirituality. As a realist, I personally view Avatars being a mediator between warring factions as nothing more but an artificial construct made by humans. Therefore, yours truly see this inherited role as nothing but arbitrary."

Satchiko contained her shock and minimized its effect on the face. In her mind, one does not simply belittle the Avatar's place in this world and get away with it. Even the more reserved minded Mayumi, who is observing the lesson on the side is slightly confronted by his bold statement.

"B-but, I thought Avatars are vital to maintain the balance," Satchiko said after overcoming initial dismay.

"I am not disputing the practical aspect of the Avatar," Shan clarified sternly. "The nature of my observation is drawn from the reaction of the masses. Authority of the Avatar is only as useful as the people who respects it. Same logic can apply to all monarchy, their power relies on the recognition from their masses. But assuming that the ancient Avatars and the world is unaware of this unwritten rule, the idea of having one specific individual as arbitrators of peace might have been a completely alien concept. The world of today is much different. At this point of time, the veneration of Avatars by the people has endured for thousands of years, cultivated across the world. Temples and shrines can be seen everywhere, and people grew up worshiping the Avatar alongside deities, Yang Chen being a prime example. When a living creature that is considered to be sent by the spirits themselves, one would think twice before objecting to their intervention. Of course, ancient civilizations likely do not benefit from this social development. To the rulers of that time, they might not even understand the existence of Avatars as a concept."

Now it is Satchiko's turn to contemplate. It is hard to deny that her own admiration of Kyoshi is influenced by local culture and the stories told by Akahana. The same is also true for other regions, where the Avatar occupies a significant place in the people's spirituality. No matter the nation or element, there will always be incarnates that enjoy the status of deities.

The next topic involves Shan explaining the end of the first ancient warring state era. The powerful city state of Ba Sing Se is considered to be the oldest settlement of the world. As it grew in power due to its strategic position, numerous other kingdoms and people would be subjugated in the following unification war. The scholar never forgets to emphasize the sheer size of this continent, which prevented the first emperor from establishing a true centralized governance. Despite Ba Sing Se's victory, it can never truly control the whole Earth Kingdom. Which is why the city itself can effectively function as a single giant country, the seat of the leading sovereign. But his rule is limited outside the walls. The Si Wong desert is essentially untamable. Regional nobles would submit themselves to the monarchy, allowing their domains to remain semi-independent. Local governors only espouse the value of loyalty to the throne, but in practice they serve themselves. Even more absurd, Omashu even has its own king!

One has to wonder why the first Ba Sing Se monarch did not initiate a brutal reform to ensure a better centralization. It is at this point of history that many legalism scholars would mock the monarchy. Even to this day, legalists would still laugh at the lack of groundwork for better cohesion in the Earth Kingdom. But the more mainstream sages would instead elicit the supposedly 'sagacious' aspects of this decision. In their worldview, the regional noble lineages are expected to serve as virtuous examples to the masses, which is why the provincial clans are worth conserving. Should rigorous reforms occur to standardize the continent, it might have led to revolts.

But despite all the bloodshed that have occurred, conflict became an exception rather than a rule. While the states have been turned into provinces, at least they no longer wage war on a regular basis. The years following the unification war would saw the settled people finally dealing a deadly blow against the early nomadic barbarians, the group of people mentioned in the Earth Kingdom annals. After a decisive battle in the Si Wong dessert, the tribes lost the ability to constantly exert pressure on the ruling government. Thus, ending the war with the nomads. Any conflict that followed would be peasant rebellions and civil wars when the ruling monarch loses favor with the spirits.

Interestingly, the annal specifically detailed that the imperial jade seal is a physical manifestation that the heavens favor the ruler. The first Ba Sing Se monarch who successfully unified the lands commissioned its creation by using a pure piece of jade stone. All the dynasties that followed would seek its ownership, believing that obtaining the imperial seal will solidify their rise to power, gaining the mandate to rule from the heaven. But here, Shan also interjected in this narrative, specifically disputing the more spiritual aspect of this thing called 'mandate'.

"The Mandate of Heaven is interpreted by Earth Sages as receiving favor from the heavens, granting spiritual justification and legitimacy to take power." Shan's realist nature took hold again, challenging the mainstream traditional school of thought devised by the first Grand Earth Sage. "To me and fellow likeminded scholars, the mandate is less of a religious concept and more of a state concept. When natural disasters brought poverty to the people, the official response from the authority will obviously determine its popularity. Power is certainly a fickle thing. Keeping it can be just as difficult as seizing it in the first place. Coups and battles do not need something as asinine as the spirits to determine the outcome."

Satchiko noted this part of the lecture. The kamuy are indifferent when it comes to political affairs of humans. While the spirits are worthy of veneration and the occasional food offerings, petty conflicts between humans are not the most important subject to them. Why should these natural beings lower themselves to the standards of mere mortals? Perhaps it is her own misunderstanding of the spirits. But the fishermen in her village do prefer to make offerings before venturing out to a dangerous storm.

Speaking of spirits, her eyes can't help but glance at the book she mistook earlier. This strange text contains pictures of stranger creatures. Having drawn images is definably less boring to read for this Kyoshi Warrior.

"You may indulge in distraction after this lesson," Shan's words quickly brought the pupil back to full attention. The White Scholar is unimpressed whenever Satchiko even deviated slightly from the important text she is holding. "Now, flip to page ten."

The strict schedule resumed after Satchiko adjusted her eyes back to the Earth Kingdom Annals. Yet her mind cannot help but be fixated on the strange book with pictures of uncanny creatures.

...

With the conclusion of today's lesson, Satchiko is finally allowed to inquire the nature of the strange book. It is apparent that the scholar views it with little interest, discarding it as nothing more but fiction.

"What you are looking at is known as the Classic of Mountains and Seas, I personally see no use in this book of obvious make-believe. Old men thinking like children, projecting their own imagination onto others. Such ludicrous act." Shan poured himself some black tea while resting on a stone chair. Meanwhile, Satchiko flipped through the pages, savoring the sight of pictures instead of words. Seeing how engrossed the student has become, the scholar commented more on this peculiar handbook. "It is something akin to a bestiary, if such analogy even makes any sense. It was believed have been written by a man named Lao Jun, another Earth Sage that has a more confusing existence."

"Why is that?" asked the naive student.

"He is a figure shrouded in myths and legends. But is held in high regard in Earth Kingdom folk religion." According to Shan, contemporary scholars are still undecided whether or not this Lao Jun character is an actual person. Some believe he is an archivist for one of the bigger kingdoms during the warring states period. Others claimed that he met the first Grand Earth Sage and profoundly impressed the philosopher with only one single session. Afterwards, the old man would retire into the wilderness, becoming a wise hermit. But all mythical accounts agree that this legendary individual would finally become a heavenly immortal. To this day, temples would depict him as an elder with long white beard, being venerated by citizens of the Earth Kingdom.

"We will briefly cover the nature of his teachings in another session, since your sister did mention that all five main Earth Kingdom philosophies is part of your curriculum." Shan does not appear enthusiastic about teaching the ways of thinking that do not align with his. A legalist scholar would obviously not endorse the moralistic framework defended by the more mainstream Earth Sages. But it does end there, Shan also seems to have negative opinions about his mentor, the museum director Han Fei. "My poor mentor was unfortunately also seduced by the asinine beliefs of folk religion."

"You mean he likes to the concept of Wu Wei?" Satchiko asked without thinking. In the background, Mayumi frantically waved, reminding her that Shan must not know their identity as people from outside Ba Sing Se. Luckily, the scholar did not suspect this shallow understanding of the philosophy known as Daojia. The knowledge that she met Han Fei previously is not uncovered.

"Precisely," Shan confirmed Satchiko's question. "Unlike philosophical legalism and the moralistic framework curated by most Earth Sages, this religious take on a harmonious existence is rather...confusing in my lens. It seems my mentor has become infatuated with the idea of doing nothing, but I certainly do not entertain the belief of relinquishing control."

A core tenet of this religious belief under Lao Jun is the art of letting the universe perform its own role, and mortals must not force reality into their own will. The vague idea of walking one's path seems have influenced her own father to a certain extent.

But for legalist and moralist scholars who are more concerned about earthly tethers, such ideals have no place in ruling the society. Rules and walls are quite useful instead of some weird wisdom about being as flexible as water.

"This book you are holding is a clear example of Lao Jun's truth, which is a lie," Shan demeaned without consideration. "Sane individuals would take one glance at the pages and conclude that the creatures depicted are nothing except for fiction."

Satchiko eyed back at the Classic of Mountains and Seas. Despite the peculiarity of the drawing, this copy of the original text captivated her curiosity. Countless creatures are here to be explored. The likes of a giant snake with a woman's head or a nine-tailed fox are only two amongst the many abnormal beings waiting to be understood. Here, the young reader disagrees with the prominent scholar.

"But Shan, how can you dismiss them as fake if you never went outside the city?" Satchiko questioned. "Maybe this book documented spirits that few have ever saw."

Both sisters expected the stubborn scholar to once again enforce his own legalistic viewpoint. But surprisingly, Shan displayed minor signs of agreeableness.

"I suppose you have a point," he stated. Shan confirmed her assumption that he never left the city of Ba Sing Se, not even once. His successful publication on various Earth Kingdom cultures is only possible by observing various ethnic groups that migrated here, which can also explain why the Kyoshi Warriors are not included. Perhaps the scholar is oblivious to a previous brief visit by a band of fighters, but the difference in timeline is unpractical for a scholar born after that period. "While I personally do not invest my valuable time into statues and temples, it would be hard to deny the existence of mythical beings if they are visible to my eye." This staunch legalist clearly shows no tendencies for spirituality. But for those who endorse a tyrannical philosophy of legalism, all things are viewed through a strict pragmatic lens. They do not see the role of the Avatar as a natural one. But just like the mainstream Sages across the four nations, they do accept its existence, and most importantly its political usefulness.

Satchiko began to pack up her belongings, preparing the trip back to the dorms. Noticing her interest on the Classic of Mountains, the White Scholar decided to 'gift' it to the student.

"Yuko, I expect progress, do not make me regret giving you that childish book," Shan warned, once again reminding them of his cynical manner. At the end of the day, his reputation amongst the aristocracy is at stake here. If the Upper Ring clans received word that the Zhuangyuan ranked scholar failed spectacularly at teaching a peasant girl, the nobles will certainly not waste an opportunity to tarnish his image. Even worse, an Earthbending student who can't even lift a moderate sized rock would be an even more scandalizing problem to his ability to teach.

It seems that both Mayumi and Satchiko are just two major headaches for the master calligrapher, who certainly prefer solitude h once had. Although it is a great achievement for a scholar to pass on his knowledge, failure to do so in the process would only incur mockery from his fellow scholarly gentry. From here on, he must tread carefully, ensure that the prestigious and impeccable reputation is maintained in the eyes of all Upper Ring members.

After Satchiko exited the courtyard through the entrance, Shan sighed, taking another sip of tea.

The swordswoman then arrives nearby with a refilled kettle. "That book my sister just taken, why did you bother giving it away?"

"I never enjoy having the Classic of Mountains and Seas being on my shelf," Shan said while pouring himself a cup of hot tea. "If it wasn't for my mentor sending that asinine book as a gift to commemorate my graduation from Ba Sing Se university, I would have tossed it into the kitchen stove."

This decision might seem petty at first, but Mayumi felt it is a reasonable move. Unlike those annoying letters sent by other clans to propose a political marriage, Shan cannot afford to offend his mentor, who is the esteemed museum director Han Fei. The scholar then informed her of Han Fei's superstitious nature, a side he chose to hide from public. Despite also subscribing to the idea of philosophical legalism, Han Fei is infatuated with religion, particularly with the other major philosophy known as Daojia. While Shan might display a contrasting view on spirituality, he wouldn't disrespect the man that taught him everything. By giving this book to Satchiko, it might create a favorable impression upon the director. Of course, Han Fei would need know that first. And the schedule of the day also involves a brief visit by the man himself.

"Regular tea would suffice," Shan said without much emotion. "No need to prepare anything elaborate. I will handle the courtyard."

The scholar cleaned up the small wooden table on the ground while retrieving the stacks of book that is unnecessarily lying about. Mayumi readied a kettle of green tea, wondering if Han Fei ever told Shan about his favorite beverage. A messenger from the Royal Palace Museum sent a letter yesterday, giving them early notice that the director intends to visit. To Shan, such an occasion is uncommon, as his mentor seems to have a rather laxed approach to the White Scholar's life. Perhaps it is a quirk of Han Fei's infatuation with the concept of Wu Wei. But this philosophy also contradicts the centralized control preached by strict legalism, a conflict that the pragmatic director never seems bothered by.

"He is here," Shan gazed at the door.

Even without relying on her senses, Mayumi can hear the sound of a carriage drawing near. Predictable and respectful, anyone who is not Jin Lian has the sensibility to arrive without being intrusive.

She opened the doors for Han Fei, who instantly walked in and greets them without being received in a proper manner. Usually, it is proper conduct for the host to arrive outside the compound walls to welcome guests, especially if they hail from a superior rank in society. But considering Shan's dislike for unneeded aristocratic pleasantries, Han Fei chose to immediately announce his intention.

"Mentor," Shan bowed, putting his fist and palm together. "Thank you for finding time to visit your student amongst busy schedules."

"Busy indeed!" the guest said in a delighted mood.

Han Fei laughed warmly, gesturing all of them to sit on the courtyard table, including the retainer. Shan then pours two cups of tea. Although the White Scholar always prefer to immediately convene the topic of their discussion, it seems the news his mentor brought isn't too pleasing. Mayumi can notice a sense of wariness from the young scholar.

"Good news," Han Fei announced enthusiastically while savoring the tea. "I received word from Lord Te that he is receptive to my idea."

Shan reacted with silence. His face suggests neither happiness nor disapproval. Both the scholar and swordswoman are aware of Lady Te's intentions, even if only one of them is secretly helping the noblewoman.

Han Fei then brought out a painting, a portrait depicting Te Gaogui's likeliness. Shan glanced it for a moment and quickly became disinterested. This is a normal procedure in arranged marriages. The guardians of the two individuals hold major sway in the matter, and the custom of presenting the woman's portrait is just one of it. Despite both Shan and Lady Te having met before, this step is still needed to accommodate Te Laoye's more traditionalist mindset.

"This match is perfection," Han Fei remarked, maintaining his friendly attitude while being proud of himself. "She may be no princess, but Lady Te is very cunning, talented and have good social standing, a fitting person to stand by the side of a Zhuangyuan." His statement aims ease any potential concerns, since Shan is wary about the intention of the noble clans.

"Yes...very cunning." Shan's expression darkened slightly, but not enough for the guest to notice. Both the mentor and student hold different perspective about this arranged marriage. Someone as prideful as the Te clan's leader would never be the one to initiate this process, especially since Shan humiliated the entire household with that Keju essay. If the White Scholar went forwards wrote a slandering piece of article, then it would permanently sour the relation.

It's obvious that this the plan of marriage alliance is the project of the woman herself, Lady Te. It is a reasonable conduct in the intricate world of Upper Ring intrigue.

The scholar did share his suspicion with the swordswoman before, believing that the true mastermind behind this amalgamation is Lady Te herself. He specifically emphasized the potential that the Te clan might sent a spy of sort to understand his personality, a paranoia which Mayumi can only accommodate. As someone who disdains familial ties when it comes to political matters, Shan would never willingly agree to a political marriage with a daughter of an Earth Kingdom clan. Doing so will invite what he views as nepotism and the hindering force of patrimonialism, values that went against the meritocratic thinking.

But the reign is firmly in Han Fei's hand here. Despite not being an actual parent of Shan, a mentor's position overrules the student, even when it comes to marital matters. The choice of seeking blessing directly from Han Fei might be a genius move by Lady Te Gaogui, who is aware that the dynamic between student and mentor forbids Shan from denying this arrangement. Knowing that the museum director's voice counts more, she precisely never tried to seek permission from Shan directly. Most would assume that the Royal Palace curator is the likeliest choice. Since members of Shan's relative have so far never visit, and Mayumi believe this topic might be great thorn better that should be left unexplored.

"I believe the arrangement will involve a meeting with Lord Te to discuss the bride price and dowry," Shan stated without any sense of joy. On the contrary, the prospect of meeting that old man again is rather an unpleasant one. But under the traditional customs, both families have to meet at least once before the official marriage. "Forgive my lack of bluntness, but yours truly do not have the sufficient funds to impress a noble clan's wealth. Gifting them one of my calligraphies may not be enough to demonstrate sincerity to Lord Te."

"That you do not have to worry," Han Fei laughed generously. "The Te clan wants something more than useless money. I will handle that part." He did not mention what the other side wish to obtain from this arrangement, perhaps acknowledging Mayumi's presence by not being too specific in the details.

Mayumi continue to observe their further interactions. It's interesting to see the perspective of a suitor, the type of people she dislikes. Despite being a sophisticated city with high culture, Ba Sing Se's practice of arranged marriage is actually not too different in the core. Just like her own experience on Kyoshi Island, ulterior motives are at play. But it would be unreasonable to label Te Gaogui as selfish or deceptive, since the social construct known as marriage has always been a prominent political tool used to secure alliances and improve diplomacy between two state entities. The Kyoshi Warrior further pondered. The outspokenness by Aunt Ayu in the Royal Palace's tea garden suggests trouble back in their homeland. Whatever that challenge may be, it is severe enough to threaten the citizens ruled by the Te family. She then tried to tie small pieces of information together, but Lady Te never shares what is troubling the land of Zigan. It is obviously related to a potential war with another neighboring state, and Mayumi believe that the defending forces are not strong enough unless they ally with a very, very big city state.

"The day of this meeting has already been chosen, a very auspicious day, one which the heavens shall favor," Han Fei said with utter certainty. Shan is absolutely correct about his mentor's more superstitious side. Despite both of them hailing from the rare school of thought known as philosophical legalism, Han Fei's ability to envelope himself into the ways of the aristocracy has garnered the respect by the most prominent members of the noble clans. Perhaps it is inevitable that he will adapt the same religious practices as the gentry.

"Mind I inquire, what day is it exactly?" Shan asked while refilling a cup of tea for the mentor. "It would be convenient for yours truly to prepare for this occasion." His nature for all things to be completed in an orderly manner is a commonly seen trait, but Han Fei seems to contradict the scholar's penchant for a predicable schedule.

"Oh, it is today actually," Han Fei casually answered.

Hearing this, Shan halted the process of drinking, looking at Han Fei while hiding his own emotion. Instead of appearing surprised, he calmly understood this sudden and unexpected announcement with an unchanging face. It's rather impressive that he didn't cough unwillingly and spilling the drink.

Working for outwardly cold scholar allowed Mayumi to become somewhat accustomed to his strict personality. Rarely does Shan demonstrate emotions, as legalism believes that it is imperative to remain distant between oneself and others. It is possible that this arrangement is planned to ensure the young man does not have time object, as it seems that the director's motives demand this arranged marriage to succeed no matter what.

As the scholar contemplated his options, someone else unexpectedly voiced her opinion. Since the swordswoman's role is now an armed bodyguard to a completely defenseless scholar, the talented demonstration at the Gan Jin's mansion is more than enough to justify her own concerns.

"Director Han Fei, considering what happened recently at the wedding, I believe there is a need for additional security," Mayumi reasoned with the older guest. "There is a potential that a certain someone might try to hinder the process."

This is obviously referring to the scandalizing event that transpired at the wedding ceremony between the Ganjinese and General Sun Bin's family. News about this debacle spread like wildfire around the city, and the gossiping circles of the nobles are elevated by what truly happened. A popular rumor entails that Ximen Qing did not actually committed adultery with the bride. The theory believes he enlisted the help of skillful martial artist from the underground criminal world, using them to infiltrate and spy on the Sun family. Sensitive information about Lady Qian Jin would then be sent to the delinquent himself, being used to fabricate the impression of grotesque affairs, which will derail the marriage alliance between two major families. This disgusting yet effective plan meant a potential challenge to the Ximen clan's power is instantly vanished into ash. It is no doubt dishonorable, but since when does the Ximen family care about reputation?

Days after that unforgettable scene, the Gan Jin patriarch immediately cancelled the whole ordeal, not even demanding a return of the bride price paid to Qian Jin's parents. The dowry was also given back, not a penny less.

"I believe your concerns are unwarranted, Takeko," Shan replied, perhaps confident that Ximen Qing would not try to offend a Zhuangyuan that might be useful to the Ximen family. "Even if such repulsive act might occur, yours truly would have no qualm in decoupling the Te family. Additionally, it may be improper to bring an armed individual to-"

"Actually, her presence is necessary," Han Fei interrupted. "As for you Shan, I find it rather distasteful to question Lady Te's integrity."

"Mentor," Shan tried to object, but have no choice but to accept the judgment of the museum director. Clearly the White Scholar, who is in his youth, have no desire to court a noblewoman. For legalist scholars, ruthless meritocracy should overshadow familial ties. But the deeply entrenched patrimonialism meant the power of the Upper Ring nobles holds tremendous presence in the city's bureaucracy. While the Keju exam aims to curb the power of nobles and promote more talented peasants to government positions, it is undeniable that the vast majority of the civil servants came from affluent families. Such reality will not be removed in a day, and the pragmatic and seasoned Han Fei recognizes this conundrum. Aristocratic lineages are so prevalent, those who wish to change the rules must also play the same game, for now at least.

Han Fei turned to Mayumi, who is known as Takeko to most people here. He praised her outstanding acrobatic ability despite being a non-bender, overruling Shan's decision. To the Upper Ring gentry who has zero clue about fighting and martial prowess, the narrative that she was just a theatre performer who utilized such skills was surprising quite convincing. The meritocratic mindset of legalist meant even someone of meagre background can easily be promoted. Her skills are an overqualification, and Han Fei is very open to the idea of having this swordswoman serving as a guard for the meeting.

"Your expertise would be most helpful," Han Fei said. "Although the Upper Ring has no ruffians that might ambush our carriage, it would be rather inconvenient if someone overhears the conversation between me and Lord Te." He is insinuating the prospect that Ximen Qing might potentially sough to hinder this attempt to form a political alliance too. Even if the true purpose of this union is not explicitly stated, there might be some aspects that could disadvantage the Ximen clan's power. While this attempt is unlikely as not even the arrogant Admiral Sangui would dare to disrespect director Han Fei, the unpredictable debauchery of Ximen Qing meant additional precautions are always welcomed. A skillful swordswoman can easily apprehend anyone sent by those who may wish to disrupt Han Fei's plan.

"Well then my pupil, I will give you some moment to prepare," Han Fei stood up, walking to the entrance. "The meeting will occur in a few hours. We must make haste, as Lord Te is not patient to those who are late. I will wait in the carriage outside."

Mayumi can see how Shan is trying to adapt to this rapidly changing situation, albeit with great difficulty. This unannounced meeting is obviously engineered by the director, who sprung an ambush on his clueless pupil. Doing this will ensure that there is not even the slightest chance for Shan to think of a way out of this. As for the perfectionist who is still seated on stone chair, he dislikes whenever the schedule becomes disorderly, leaving no time mentally prepare oneself. Seeing that Han Fei left, Mayumi went forward to break him out of the pondering trance.

She tapped him on the shoulder. Shan then sighed, standing up.

"There is no use in overthinking this," Shan is still not receptive to what might happen next. "If my mentor insists on pairing me with Lady Te, any more objection coming from yours truly might test his patience." He looked at Mayumi. While still maintaining the stoic demeanor, the scholar is genuinely seeking some sort of wisdom from a peasant girl. "Takeko, I don't suppose you have faced the same conundrum before? Considering we are both at the same age, have your parental figure ever placed you in a similar situation? If so, I am open to listen whatever advice that can rescue me out of this predicament."

Mayumi replied cautiously. If it wasn't for the knowledge that Te Gaogui wish to forge political alliance with Ba Sing Se for the sake of her people, then the response would have been much harsher.

The great evil of arranged marriages are mostly found in greed. Playing games of family ties and inheritance meant there are incentives to marry someone for the sake of convenience. To this day, she never stopped being grateful to her parents, who eliminated any suitors who bears malevolent intentions.

"I certainly have, but my parents are kind enough to not force any decisions," she responded in a somewhat vague manner. "But as you see, while Upper Ring has its affluence, it definitely lakes in certain aspects."

"Like a bird locked in a cage made of gold," Shan added.

Mayumi was slightly surprised by this analogy, but it is expected from a member of the scholarly community. "I wouldn't be so poetic about it. But you said it better."

But her meagre advice does not suffice as the wisdom for Shan. Mayumi benefited from parents who are giving her the ability to choose whoever she wishes to spend the rest of the days with. Whereas the mentor figure of Shan subtly demands him to court Lady Te for the interest of both sides. Such is the difference of social status. Despite living in a small wooden hut, Mayumi and others enjoys this privilege, something which aristocrats might not attain despite the wealth.

Shan decided that any delays will not be a productive use of his time. "It doesn't matter, while Te Laoye might be rather senile, his existence shall not be enough to fully hinder my ambition. Let us proceed to this meeting." He headed to door, strolling forth until Mayumi called out.

"Hold on, don't you want to prepare anything before going?" she asked in disbelief. "Not even changing an outfit?"

"I believe my dress code is sufficient," Shan defended his illustrious white changshan attire. Despite what many might interpret as an inauspicious color, the young scholar saw no need to change into a new outfit. But considering Han Fei's penchant for certain superstitions, Mayumi believe there is absolutely no way that the mentor would allow a white robe to appear during the meeting.

"You are going to meet with your betrothed and future father-in-law, not a funeral!" Mayumi advised.

"My mentor will address most of the issues, as a guard, your questions should focus more on the security." Shan does not appear amused, obviously he never smiled once to others. But the color of his signature robe will definitely further offend the already bitter Te Laoye. Since it is believed that a marriage union with a Ba Sing Se Zhuangyuan will help the Te clan's people from an unspecified danger, there is more for Lady Te to lose if this meeting ended in failure.

...

The carriage soon halted at the place which Han Fei has organized the meeting. Mayumi, who sat alongside the coachman, instantly recognizes this location. It is Jiulou, a giant building with multiple levels, where somewhat affluent guests would gather to enjoy food and drink. Last time, Shan used this place to meet the travelling poet from the Fire Nation, presenting Seonbi with calligraphy to bring back to his homeland. The services offered by the establishment also includes the option of renting a venue for merchants to discuss business dealings, naturally this will also be used by noble houses to discuss the term of arranged marriages.

As the coachman jumped down to secure the two ostrich-horses to a wooden fence, Mayumi walked to the side of the carriage and knocked on the doors.

"We are here," the swordswoman said to the occupants. She opened the doors for them, an act that is not usually performed back home.

The first one that emerged is Han Fei, who is delighted to see the building where many business dealings are made. The Upper Ring may be filled with opulence, but the Middle Ring is where the many important industries and financial district is located.

Shan finally climbed out too. She was confused at first, the sight of Shan's clothing is replaced with a dark green color is both impressive and predictable. Han Fei has already predicted that his former student would be resistant to wearing something new.

Curiosity cannot keep the swordswoman's mouth shut. "How did you-"

"The details are not important," Shan calmly answered. The director likely prepared a new attire for the scholar to change into. But there is no luxury to ponder this minor sequence. Han Fei then orders Shan to carry the gift that will be presented to the other side. It appears heavy, concealed in a wooden box. Using one of Shan's calligraphies might not be enough to establish a favorable impression. Knowing Han Fei's meticulous attention to detail, this gift must not be underestimated.

"Our safety will be in your hands," Han Fei said to Mayumi, bowing before he led them both into the building entrance. The older man did not forget to lay down one more trick to further his advantage. "Coachman, keep a look out, tell us when you see the Te family's carriage."

"Got it sir!"

With this, Han Fei proceeded. The three of them marched into the hall where the guests ate and discuss about trivial topics. Amicable conversation between a few tables of educated customers indulged themselves with the topic of the Ximen clan. Recently, their young heir hired many scholars to serve the family. The older men here spared no effort to rebuke those who align themselves with that eyesore, the delinquent man known as Ximen Qing. Most of them also belittled the recent young talents that got lured into the clan's service. A popular belief is those impressionable youth scholars are captivated by greed, seduced by the wealth which Ximen Qing is willing to offer.

But this notion also baffled many who are engrossed in the recent gossips. While the income might not be as high, serving as a government official yields tremendous prestige to one's name. It is seen as a very valued role in society, being granted the responsibility to serve the people. In a more spiritual sense, becoming an official also exhalts a person's ancestors, who would be pleased by their descendant working in an honorable position.

Becoming scholar-officials is envied by essentially everyone, yet somehow Ximen Qing managed to poach many young scholars with a few additional coins. Mayumi cannot help but sigh by the people's cluelessness. If only they know the full picture of Ximen Qing's grotesque debauchery. She and Shan were unfortunate enough to witness one of his tactics, which appeals to the men's lowest instincts while simultaneously exploiting women in an indecent manner. The disgusting depth of this scoundrel knows no bound.

To this point, the White Scholar spoke to no one else about his trip to the Ximen palace. If the reason to why he does not choose to serve Ximen Qing is based on his 'ambitions', Mayumi wondered if it's truly wise to associate herself with this prestigious calligrapher. But that is not something she should be worrying about. Shan will likely just be a faint memory once her sister finally understood the basics of Earthbending. For now, her duty is to ensure no one suspicious might try to disrupt Shan, no, it would be Han Fei's plan this time.

Their presence is gradually noticed by the patrons, especially wealthy merchants and the more educated members of society. The exceptional reputation of Han Fei is uncontested. It seems that just being in his presence is enough to emit an air of sagacious charisma. That charitable smile alone can forge ties with even the most stubborn nobles.

"Director Han Fei!" one of them greeted warmly. They all welcomed the mentor with smiles, showering them with absolute pleasantries. Mayumi tries to stay focus as a small crowd gathered around them. Many of them showed respect to the museum director with bows, offering to share tea with this esteemed figure.

"Gentlemen, I am truly grateful for your hospitality, but unfortunately we have an important issue to attend," Han Fei masterfully maneuvered the situation to his own advantage. He proclaimed exactly what they are here for, to discuss marital issues with the Te clan.

There was no need for elaborate explanations. The patrons are all surprised by this announcement, but not entirely unexpected. Lady Te Gaogui is considered to be the most beautiful woman in all of Ba Sing Se, possessing unparallel beauty. If not for a scholar who attained the highest title of Zhuangyuan, who else is more fitting?

"A paramount arrangement, as expected of our esteemed curator of the museum," an educated member of the patrons appraised, congratulating this auspicious news. Han Fei appeared humble, trying to downplay his intelligence. But internally, he is likely laughing hysterically.

"When is the wedding?" a younger scholar asked in an energetic manner. "Are we invited?"

As the crowd continues to ingratiate Han Fei as a very talented mentor to the equally successful Shan, Mayumi stood next to the scholar, wondering if the people here might serve as a physical obstruction to their venue.

"Don't worry, they will dissipate eventually," Shan replied with a nonchalant face. "It does not require the foresight of yours truly to access the obvious lack of danger. We scholars are clearly not the fighting type, the same applies to the merchants here.

"Perhaps, but it might have been a better idea for your mentor to keep everything more confidential," Mayumi reasoned. "We are not sure if Lady Te's father will agree to any of this proposal. It would be problematic if the people found out none this will even be happening."

Shan gave Mayumi the look, an expression that subtly suggests his view on her naivety.

"I think you underestimated my mentor's ability to understand people's nature," he said in an almost toneless voice. "What my mentor is doing here is not unique, but it will force this marriage alliance to be true."

The swordswoman responded with confusion. Shan explained that Han Fei made a very deliberate choice in the announcement. By being very public about a potential courtship between the White Scholar and Lady Te, the expectations of the public are set very high.

"It is useful in pressuring both yours truly and Te Laoye to accept my mentor's will, but to my knowledge, the clan elder would certainly be more cautious with his already dwindling reputation." Shan once again grew callous towards the old man who tried to discredit his achievements. "In consideration of his senility, it is safe to assume he has more to lose if this union does not succeed."

Mayumi cannot decide who is the more cynical one. Is it Shan, who enjoys the plight of the Te family's reputation? Or maybe it is Han Fei, the one responsible for manipulating the social environment to his advantage.

So far, Han Fei tries to end the crowd's excitement by talking to them individually. The outgoing museum director spared no effort to exchange good will with everyone else. Particularly, he briefly discussed a trade related topic with a silk merchant, who travelled from the Upper Ring to meet with an exotic wool dealer. Based on their interactions, it seems they have known each other previously.

Mayumi cannot hear the words they exchanged, as the patrons are still showering good wishes, some even interacting with the White Scholar directly and remark the freshness of a green color attire.

"That man is Qiao Zhiyong, an exceptionally wealthy silk merchant from the Qiao family compound," Shan explained after noticing her curiosity. "Rumors suggest that they possess a special species of silkworms, famed for producing the highest quality of silk in the entire world."

Despite hailing from a less sophisticated background, Mayumi is fully comprehensive towards the preciousness of silk. It is a highly valuable fabric that is hard to produce. As a Kyoshi Warrior, she tried to maintain the silk kimono to the best of her ability. But without the village seamstress who specializes in the repairs, it would be hard to fix the dress that is currently placed in her own room here.

"Aren't they afraid that they might lose the secrets to their success?" Mayumi asked.

"Unlikely, the Upper Ring is not a place where lawlessness can occur without heavy consequences," Shan added. "The special silkworms are kept secured. Never will they leave the Qiao family compound."

As Han Fei finally concluded his talk with the prominent silk merchant, they entered the venue at the back of the building, a very decorated room on the ground floor. Finally with more privacy, Han Fei revealed the gift that will be handed to the Te clan. It is a jadeite cabbage, a prized gift that will certainly impress Te Laoye.

"Marvelous, isn't it?" Han Fei said. "It might not be the imperial seal of the realm, but it is still indeed mesmerizing." He then placed it on the table in the middle of the room. Shan is in no hurry since he has not much interest in playing the asinine game of the nepotist nobles. As for the swordswoman, she walked around the space, occasionally tapping the walls with her hand. There is a giant window that provides excellent lighting, aside from this possible point of intrusion, there is not much else that can threaten the venue.

"Now remember Shan, I expect you to demonstrate the utmost courtesy, understand?" Han Fei is met with the White Scholar's affirmative nod. But it is doubtful that the young man would have much to say in the matter anyway. The main discussion will only be between Han Fei and Te Laoye, negotiating what will happen in the future. Although it is conventional for the woman to adapt the husband's family name after marriage, the Te clan's noble lineage could be used by the cunning director to propose the opposite solution. Thus, appeasing the clan elder's interest to ensure the continuation of his family surname.

Mayumi completed her inspection. No secret trapdoors or entrances are detected. There is apparently a pond of water just outside the only window of this lavish room, which can serve as an excellent obstacle to potential spies from that despicable Ximen Qing.

The doors rammed open with a loud bang. Mayumi instantly unsheathed her sword, but calmly put it away after realizing that it's just Han Fei's coachman who was serving as a lookout.

"They are here!" the man warned in a panicked manner. "They are here director!"

"Good work," Han Fei is pleased, remaining carefree of the Te family's arrival. He then turned to Mayumi. "Very fast reaction by the way. I have certainly not seen anyone drawing a sword at such phenomenal speed."

Mayumi quickly remembered that her actual skills as a Kyoshi Warrior might incur too much suspicion. It is improbable that a former opera performer would have incredible reflexes with a real weapon. Luckily, Han Fei does not seem surprised by this. Yet, her guard is not dropped. Considering Han Fei's ability to forge many relations across society, it is not impossible for him to have knowledge on rogue elements such as secret mercenaries or dangerous vigilantes. This museum director can easily report his suspicions to the Dai Li, who will certainly be a thorn that would endanger both herself and Satchiko.

"Ahem," Shan reminded.

Mayumi replied to Han Fei in accordance with social courtesy. Soon, they can hear the rising sound of the crowd outside. The arrived delegation is praised, receiving felicitations from scholars and merchants alike. Not a single one of them dares to remind the old lord on what happened during the Keju exam, including Shan, who will certainly not enjoy the following session.

...

Mayumi and the coachman enjoyed some tea as they all sat within the main dining hall. Unlike Aunt Ayi and the newly hired Ya Huan, their status is 'problematic' for an occasion like this one. An armed warrior and a person who take cares of ostrich-horses are not exactly the most auspicious people to be around a meeting that arranges a marriage alliance.

Even as they wait, there is one question Mayumi wanted to ask, but seeking the answer directly from either Han Fei or Shan might be detrimental. But there is someone else that might be able to reveal more about the White Scholar.

"Say, coachman, do you know why the museum director is the one who controls Shan's future? I thought only parents are allowed to be in that role?"

Based on her own experience, all the suitors who tried to court her would also be supported by their parents. But the true nature of this question aims to understand why Shan doesn't seem to have any close relatives. Not evn uncles or distant cousins. It is highly unusual for a man to occupy a siheyuan courtyard house alone. It raises a question, what happened to his kin?

"Don't ask me, I just drive the carriage," the coachman replied bluntly. "But if you very want my opinion, I can only say that if Shan even has any parents left, why wouldn't they be the ones to decide who their son marries? Trust me, there are plenty of orphans in the Lower Ring, discuss more about this issue and we might both lose our jobs."

Her questions still remain unanswered. But it is likely that Shan's relatives are practically not relevant, and Han Fei will fulfill that position. Before this can be pondered more, someone else caught her attention. The silk merchant Qiao Zhiyong is walking alongside a much taller man. The latter wears brown deel made of fur, much different from the more refined attire donned by citizens of the Upper and Middle Ring. It appears that he is here to negotiate trade with the silk dealer.

They walked back her. The larger man did not recognize her identity. Mayumi then noticed a few familiar faces amongst the other patrons. On a lone table sat three men in similar brown clothing. Unlike their usual appearance, none of them brought weapons. Even the signature composite bows are nowhere to be found. Despite the obvious attempt to fit in with Ba Sing Se's more refined culture, it's still difficult for those who are accustomed with life on the steppes.

"Good wine!" Ganbaatar bellowed contently as he poured down the whole jar.

The larger brute next him, who is usually seen holding a mace, grimaced by this voracious sight.

"Hey, leave some for me!"

Their loudest garnered some glances from the other patrons. The building staff are also a bit afraid to approach and request them to lower their commotion.

Only the last man, who is the smallest of them all, ordered some tea. The leg seems to have healed significantly since it was injured last time. The fact that they are even here might suggest that all the diseased members of their people must have been cured. Since the illness caused by the nearby conflict can only spread from corpses to water, Ba Sing Se should have nothing to fear due to its giant barrier and not sharing the same river.

"We must be on our best behavior, the Khan's wrath spares no one," the nomad said while sipping some tea.

"Don't be so dramatic, Khenbish, we are not living here permanently." Ganbaatar replied while tasting the wine again. "As for you, aren't you becoming a bit too comfortable? Drinking tea is for the sedentary people, it makes us weak and docile."

Khenbish took another sip of the boiling beverage. While every member of their tribe loves fermented milk, a few of them do enjoy the occasional chance to savor some expensive tea. It is undeniable that addiction do exists in every group no matter their cultural practices.

"Tea isn't just hot leaf juice," Mayumi arrived, using the cups on the table and poured a few additional servings. "My father told me that drinking it also serves to improve health."

The nomads are initially confused.

"Who are you?" Ganbaatar asked bluntly. Being men who are accustomed to conflict, they are instantly wary of the blade on the side of her waist.

After a brief reintroduction, the four of them shared some drinks. Despite the captain of nomads being resistant to the idea of consuming tea, he relented to Mayumi's request to at least try it. Of all the Kheshig, he is the staunchest defender even when it comes to the minor details.

In the process, the nomads talked about recent developments of their people. The Judge of Honghai himself made a visit. The Khan made a promise to the general that someday, the generous assistance against the raiding bandits will be repaid. But that isn't the reason why they are now within the walls.

An influential member of the government arrived at their camp and met with Temujin, advising the Khan to exchange bison wool for valuable silk. Although the Kheshig's difficult lifestyle saw no value in expensive goods enjoyed by the settled people, silk is still a very expensive commodity. It can serve as an even more advantageous bartering item. Here in Ba Sing Se, the biggest silk producer is willing to trade his goods to obtain the even rarer wool from the Sky Bisons. Since only more wealthy folks can recognize the rarity of bison wool, they are willing to pay more than some upstart merchant.

"Well, not sure if the last buyer was tricking us, but I personally like selling our wool to a richer merchant who would give us silk," Khenbish said. Unlike the rest of his people, he can understand the greater benefits of trading this commodity. While the tough lifestyle of the Kheshig nomads have no use for more comfortable fabric, the folks in other Earth Kingdom states would kill to have it. Transporting this paramount fabric to various regions outside can certainly yield greater wealth. "The best part is that we might also be able to keep some for ourselves. Perhaps a tailor can fashion the silk for our children to wear."

Ganbaatar scoffed at that idea, any suggestion that vaguely connects to the sedentary lifestyle seems to disgust him. "And raise them to be delicate? You must be harsher on the parenting, my friend!" He took another swig of wine.

Mayumi believe he wouldn't say that so carelessly if he found out that every Kyoshi Warrior wears silk while fighting. Perhaps this middle-aged nomad is more protective of his people's unique lifestyle, rejecting the ways which Khenbish seems to have a penchant of.

"By the way, how come I don't see Jargal?" Mayumi added. "Isn't he usually with you?"

The other three replied with disappointing headshakes, sighing in frustration.

"That kid dug a hole for himself," Ganbaatar remarked without pity. "He was dating a waitress in some Lower Ring eatery. Then he went on and order too much roast ducks, going overboard. That idiot! Even one plate of this dish can cost a fortune!"

"The Khan made him wash the dishes to pay the bill. The establish owner is kind enough to allow that young man to work temporarily. She said that this can compensate for losing the previous dishwasher." Khenbish added, clarifying the situation. Mayumi cannot help but think about Grandma Jin. Recently, the elderly woman allowed her to fully focus on the new occupation. Since serving as a swordswoman is not compatible with working at the eatery.

"Although I cannot help be troubled with his recent developments." Khenbish sighed.

"How so?" Mayumi asked.

"Well... that Jargal now thinks it is his destiny to open a hot pot restaurant."

They sat silence, allowing the swordswoman to process that sentence. Mayumi then slowly pulled out a headkerchief, wiping some sweat on the forehead she didn't realize was there.

"Hot pot? Of all the different types of food, he wants to own a hot pot restaurant?" Mayumi then took a deep breath. The nomads nodded in unison. It is great that they are all sane individuals who universally agrees the stupidity of this aspiration! "Ba Sing Se's rules are pretty strict. Cabbage slugs are prohibited by the local law." Mayumi added.

"Jargal wouldn't need the slugs to poison people," Ganbaatar said. "If he does indeed open a restaurant, those who enter might need to bring a coffin that fit their own body."

Anyone can cook, anyone should be allowed to prepare food without being judged based on who they are. But if there is one person that shouldn't be allowed near the cooking pot, it would be the hunter named Jargal.

"Let that lad daydream, he will grow out of it eventually. By the way, aren't you supposed to be with your sister?" Ganbaatar noticed the new outfit. "You got a new job?"

Since the Kheshig are not a permanent people living in Ba Sing Se, their presence is not part of the local social circles where news from the Upper Ring can be received. The recent gossips are not their specialty. Which means they will be more delayed when comprehending local events.

"I worked for a scholar who is tutoring my sister," Mayumi explained briefly. "Earthbending has been...difficult."

The nomads looked at one another. Just like farmers, nomadic herdsmen don't often perform the role of calligraphers or artists. Which is why they barely understand how a scholar can actually assist in teaching Earthbending.

"Well, as long your sister is learning, that's all that matters." Ganbaatar mistook a cup and involuntarily ingested tea. Surprisingly, he didn't even notice the difference in the taste. "But dare I say, why did you choose someone who couldn't bend earth to teach? Batu is taught by other people just like him, and he is learning fast."

"It's not impossible," Khenbish added. "Non-benders are indeed capable of teaching the bending arts. Quite surprisingly, some of the best instructors even taught royalty across the sea." Ganbaatar stared in confusion. But the explanation isn't completely false.

This topic did force Mayumi to ponder. It is not that she isn't aware of this potential problem. Although Shan has never fully confirmed his status as an Earthbender, the lessons do appear standard to what she expects an Earthbending lesson to be. It's a strange dilemma. The White Scholar demonstrated extensive understanding of the basic Earthbending forms. He even managed to make Satchiko mimic the correct stance, despite the element itself remaining unyielding. While her sister's progress remains sluggish, at least the literacy skills have improved slightly.

But there also other issues with this arrangement. One does not simply enlist the tutorage of a Zhuangyuan rank scholar and remain ungrateful, there are consequences too. Countless noble families in the Upper Ring would gladly expend their coffers just for Shan to teach their children. Having his talent spent on lecturing someone outside aristocratic lineages is a great insult to local clans.

The doors to the meeting venue swayed open. Based on the cordial interaction she observed, it seems that Han Fei and Te Laoye has reached an acceptable agreement.

"I have to go, it is nice seeing you all again," Mayumi finished the farewell. But a sudden remembrance forced her to halt her stride forward.

The Kheshigs, they are here inside the city where they might accidentally meet the very group of people that desires their destruction. The seditionists, as the Khu Li calls them, can easily strike from the dark. A blade thrusted from the shadow is hard to fend off. While the local leader has been caught, that doesn't chance the fact that there might be countless hiding the misleading alleyways of the Lower Ring.

It's a great conundrum. Remaining completely silent on this matter would be the safest option, as it would not give justifications for the Dai Li to silence her. But that would mean withholding information from the very people that helped them.

A choice must be made.

She took a deep breathe, looking at the three men in deels. Her face turned serious.

"On your way here, did you bring any bison?"

The nomads replied with a simple no. They were told by the government official to minimize their appearance, especially any signs that can indicate their identity.

"Don't know what the fuss is all about, but these sedentary folks sure do enjoy rules!" Ganbaatar rested his legs on the table. "It's not like we are the only nomad tribe inside the city walls. But I must admit, walking all the way to this place is tiring."

"Adjusting to this place can be difficult, and some people don't like being talked to. It is easier to catch an escaped ostrich-horse than to take back an escaped word." The Kyoshi Warrior warned.

The nomads are visibly confused by this sudden statement. Mayumi returned to the scholar, who exited the meeting room while carrying a container wrapped in silk. She managed to catch a glimpse of the girl named Ya Huan, who stays very close to Lady Te.

"How was the tea my old friend?" Khenbish asked.

"Shut up!" Ganbaatar realized he ingested the wrong beverage again.

...

Shan sat on his seat, resting his arms on the desk. For a while, he has been staring at the gift from Te Laoye. Considering the soured relation due to the dispute of the Keju exams, even an idiot would know that the old fool was not the one who prepared this item.

It is extraordinary, an extravagant object that can only be afforded by a noble clan. Yet, it isn't a gift of indulgence. Te Gaogui is keenly aware of Shan's more practical personality, which is why the item must be useful rather than a glorified decoration.

The gift is a brand new inkstone, one of the key components for a scholar. This one given by the Te clan is made using a type of rock which Mayumi doesn't recognize.

"The land of Zigan is truly a place of wonder," Shan commented without enthusiasm. "I have read about the reforms made by one of Te clan's previous leader, an initially spoiled nepotist managed to transform a village into a city. Peculiar. However, yours truly cannot deny the Te clan's deed, as such policies still affect the region's prosperity today."

According to the scholar, Zigan is a very prosperous city state. Despite being engulfed with wars on all sides, the land is a strategic position. While the soldiers of the Te clan are not known for their military might, the domain they rule are rather advanced when comparing to the warlords around them. A strong education system and herbal clinic is available for even the poorest of the poor. Even the soil is rich enough to create bountiful harvest. The only disadvantage is that they are surrounded by people might covet this small piece of land...

His hands smoothed over the inkstone's surface. The sensation is flawless. Only a prominent scholar can appreciate the incisions within the material.

"It seems that the Te clan has spared no effort," he added after inspecting the material. "It is made of Duan stone, which can only be mined from the tuff near Fire Nation volcanoes. Yours truly is indeed impressed by the carving of Zigan craftsmen."

Despite Shan's appreciation, Mayumi saw not even the slightest hint of joy. The White Scholar then stood up, walking pass her and arrived near the opened window to enjoy the courtyard's scenery.

"It's an excellent gift, Shan, I am sure you two would find many things in common," Mayumi said with a small smile. She considers Te Gaogui's goal to be worthy of respect. While the full extent of her people's blight is not fully revealed, the noblewoman's persistence does not draw from personal gains. "I understand that this arrangement is your mentor's will, Lady Te is someone which I believe will share a similar penchant for your calligraphies. You two are both esteemed scholars after all."

"Takeko, if I demand your opinion on this matter, I will ask," his voice suddenly became colder, reminding the swordswoman not overstep her respective station.

She apologized, sensing that the White Scholar does not wish to discuss the nature of this arranged marriage, at least not from the perspective of someone else. Regardless of the disdain, it is Han Fei who decides the outcome. Whatever amalgamation his mentor is conjuring, Shan cannot disobey.

"Although I have no affection towards Lady Te, courting her is ordered by my mentor," Shan reiterated his own position. "I personally do not wish to forge liable ties with petty nobles, especially familial ones, yours truly deems such hinderance as most troublesome."

From this man's perspective, the Te family might serve as an obstruction to his ambition, forcing him into the messy clan politics that is ever so prevalent in the Upper Ring.

"However, I do see some merit in this predicament," Shan continued. "Lady Te might be slightly inferior when compared to my ability, but she may still be useful to me."

Mayumi stared at his turned back, cautious at this callousness. While it is true that Lady Te also has ulterior motives, Shan's disregard for the noblewoman is hard to ignore.

"I can certainly see the merit of this troublesome ordeal, but it is also plausible that my reputation can be further bolstered by this marriage alliance."

Mayumi gripped her hands tightly. The pain of the grasp forced her release the palm, revealing the marks created by the nails.

She took one swift glance at them. But upon lifting her face back up again, there is Shan, staring expressionlessly at this reaction.

"It certainly is convenient that Lady Te know I shattered my previous inkstone," he said. "A coincidence, perhaps?"

Mayumi looked at him with dismay, choosing the next words very carefully. One aspect of legalist scholars is that they don't often show their true nature, believing that deceiving those around them can be beneficial. She just walked right into a trap. If the swordswoman hadn't reacted in seething anger, then Shan cannot definitively believe that Lady Te have previously encountered this brown-haired woman.

...

"It should be around the corner, general," Jang said as he rode on the red ostrich-horse.

The Judge of Honghai and his men have rarely been to the Upper Ring, maneuvering around the opulent streets with their steeds have been somewhat challenging. Usually, a scout would be sent to survey an area, but why would they do that inside their own city?

The two of them are mounted on ostrich-horses, which is a convenient transportation even if they are not in a battle against daofei armies. News from the head of the council, General Liu, have explained what happened over the last few days. A case of grotesque infidelity has been orchestrated by the social scoundrel, Ximen Qing. Due to this humiliation upon his family's honor, Lady Qian Jin's father not only lost the marriage alliance with the esteemed Ganjinese, but word also spread that he has become bedridden and on the verge of death. The Council of Five's meeting has one seat vacant.

"Every battle is won before it is fought," the ironclad man uttered with his normally sombre voice. "The perpetrator is no simple foe. He is cunning and calculated."

"He is a troublemaker, an eyesore that deserves to be skewed," Jang stated directly.

"One does not simply punish an aristocrat," the general added, reigning in the younger warrior's fighting spirit. "You know this better than me."

The man from the Fire Nation nodded. They both continued towards the destination. A walled compound soon entered the view, forcing the duo to find a place to station the steeds. After restraining the ostrich-horses near the entrance, they walked into the courtyard, a simple act that almost no one can do just days ago.

The usually secluded manor of General Sun Bin is now occupied by seven other generals of the Ba Sing Se garrison. They stood around the garden, anxious about the conditions of the high-ranking military commander. While General Sun Bin's declining health may be the result of Ximen Qing's lust, the nobles failed to consider the wider consequences of that failed marriage alliance. Sun Bin is a key member of the council, him losing both will and ability to perform his duty is a great risk to the city's security. Even more maddening, admiral Sangui did nothing to discourage his son's deranged behavior. Thus, causing today's debacle.

The two men walked through the group of garrison commanders who are filled with uncertainty. Upon arriving at the main hall, a tall man with long white beard greeted them.

"General Liu," the Judge of Honghai said. Both he and Jang performed the fist and palm salute, bowing to the superior rank officer.

"Save the formalities men," Liu said with a serious face. "I have summoned all the generals who are responsible for the outer wall defenses, well, at least those who bothered to show up."

The absence of admiral Sangui, who is also named Ximen Pan, is evident. While most would prefer not to see this pompous commander, it is exactly irresponsible acts like this that can disarray Ba Sing Se's defenses. The highest military decisions cannot be enacted without the approval of all five members of the council. Which is why General Liu is especially worried about this development.

"Today we must address potential challenges in the event that General Sun Bin might not be able to return to his post in future." Old General Liu insinuated this inauspicious scenario. "Soldiers cannot fight with empty stomachs. But even the most elite units will lose the simplest battles if coordination is lacking.

"If you are looking for potential replacements on the council, Liu, you know someone like me can never be promoted," the Judge of Honghai said.

The elder commander sighed in frustration at the ironclad man's remark. "This isn't about that!"

"General Liu, my commander means no disrespect, he is simply stating the previously established agreement." Jang said.

"No need to elaborate," the Judge of Honghai added. "I do not desire such a promotion in the first place."

Liu reigned in the unnecessary talks and head right back to the relevant topic.

Losing a member of the council is a serious threat that the city must not ignore. The Council of Five is responsible for planning the wider strategy in defending the grand bastion. Their collective decisions will affect the performance of lower ranked commanders who are leading their armies on the field. Of course, most garrison generals are only responsible for manning their own sections of the giant walls. But with countless wars raging outside, an invasion aimed at Ba Sing Se has never been much more concerning. While the city's combined forces can dwarf any Earth Kingdom states in direct confrontation, that doesn't mean Ba Sing Se's defenses is completely impervious. Which is why the potential of losing a strategic mind on the council must be perceived as a huge dent to the army's daily operations. This is not even including the loss of morale for General Sun Bin's army, an elite unit that heavily relies on their commander's specialized tactics. Those soldiers are also responsible for a section of the outer wall defenses, their loss of effectiveness might jeopardize the city's safety.

The three men in armor marched into the main hall, not even leaving their polearms at the entrance. In the back of the room is the bedridden Sun Bin. Under the heavy smell of herbs and medicine, the sickly general is cared by a physician, who also performed acupuncture to unblock some pathways of chi.

"Hello Sun Bin, long time no see," the Judge of Honghai greeted the weakened man with his normally sombre voice. His collogues are already accustomed to this quirk, that inhuman sound edging closer to a fleshless suit of armor that can somehow talk. Considering what this man normally does to bandit armies, no one is courageous enough to pull off the metal mask to see what lies underneath.

Jang also greeted the bedridden man. It seems that the patient has aged significantly over the past few days. The scandalizing event at the failed wedding took great toll upon this commander.

"Unfilial!" the sickly man screamed with madness. He then cursed Ximen Qing, along with a barrage of insults towards the man that raised this delinquent.

Before the Judge of Honghai can speak, General Liu stopped him.

"There is no use in talking," the elderly Liu implored. "While Sun Bin's body is declining, the mind has also decayed. How can he perform his duty in this state?"

Understandably, the debacle between Lady Qian Jin and that nefarious Ximen Qing have completely shattered General Sun's mindset. Such an attack of their family value has proven much more lethal than the might of swords and spears.

"Is there no way to lessen his suffering?" The Judge of Honghai asked.

After receiving a sigh from General Liu, it is implied there is not many options left. Sun Bin is already a cripple, a man who has been mutilated many years ago. While those injuries have healed, this new illness might grip him much longer.

Much to Liu's confusion, the Judge of Honghai marched back to the courtyard.

"What is wrong general?" Jang followed.

The Judge of Honghai remained silent. He rested the heavier end of his mighty glaive on one of his shoulders, a simple act that caught the wary attention of others in the courtyard. They observed silently as the helmet focused on one specific at the second floor.

A minute passed without any action. After this seemingly random and uneventful procedure, the general headed back inside the main hall.

"I thought you would appreciate this moment to share our grief," General Liu bears an unimpressed look as the Judge of Honghai and Jang returned to the room.

The ironclad man came next to Sun Bin's bed, lowering the glaive. Without disturbing the physician, he spoke to erratic madman.

"Your daughter did no wrong," he stated. Sun Bin didn't respond except for the regular uncontrollable ranting, fueled with more screaming.

The general and Jang the swiftly exited the room, followed by Liu, who demands an explanation.

"Fine, I might be nagging a bit, but even you should know that family matters are not the realm for outsiders like us!" Liu reprimanded. "I can understand if you are attempting to comfort General Sun with a lie. It is irresponsible to judge without evidence. How can you be so certain?"

The leader of the Bingmayong acknowledged General Liu's reasonable and valid assessment. Everyone else will likely interpret the earlier lie as nothing more but a feasible attempt to lessen Sun Bin's decaying mind. But that is simply their own perspective.

The Judge of Honghai stopped walking.

"So long as there is one drop of blood inside my metal, I shall act with absolute certainty without a single moment of hesitation," he said. "With all due respect, General Liu, what I said earlier has no room for dispute."

"You are a general of the Ba Sing Se garrison, stop with this childishness and let the Sun family handle their own problems." General Liu once again emphasized that the generals are all here for professional reasons. But the Judge of Honghai did not stop his speech.

"General Liu, your cautious conduct in leading your men prevented many unneeded causalities. You are the one who told me to never be overconfident against an enemy formation, and I shall always heed this. But the certainty which I speak is about understanding people. If I am not certain in what I do, then this indecisiveness shall only incur misfortune. I made this mistake in my youth, only to discover the harsh truth that my own unequivocal judgement is the only thing which can be relied upon."

He then leaned closer to General Liu. That pitch dark holes of the masked helmet stares directly at the elderly commander.

"The judgement I imparted after the Battle of Honghai is unmistakable. My certainty is supported by something which few can ever possess, and I spent more than twenty years perfecting it." He then continued. "I have done this to tens of thousands before, which is why Lady Qian Jin is therefore guiltless."

Old man Liu did not argue. Whether if its due to agreement or fear, none it very matters.

Before what would be known as the famous Battle of Honghai, many people around the world thought the upstart general who volunteered his inexperienced Bingmayong to this hopeless endeavor would all be slaughtered. Only a fools would devote themselves to an unlikely victory, subjecting their soldiers against an army with vastly numerical advantage. Yet, the outcome of the battle made him a war hero, the name that is the Judge of Honghai echoed throughout the world.

But the vast majority of people also never saw this battle took place before their eyes. Those who witnessed the aftermath would never doubt the viciousness of the one who lead the Bingmayong.

Only few discovered why this battle got its name.

End of the chapter notes:

-Originally, I wanted Te Gaogui's dog to be modelled after the Chow Chow. But it is then replaced with the Pekingese, considering the setting of Ba Sing Se as a capital city. The name of her pet can be literally translated to 'little tiger'. I would also like to state that I denounce my previous use of the word 'dog' as an insult to certain human characters. This is because these majestic creatures do not deserve to have their status lowered to us people.

-The real life Qiao Family Compound is an estate that covers 9000 square meters and has 313 rooms with 4000 square meters within 6 large courtyards and 19 smaller courtyards.

-I need to once again remind everyone that not everything you read about the Earth Kingdom Annals here is drawn from the canon. You might have noticed that I kept it deliberately vague to ensure it does not conflict too much with official lore.