Without changing her expression, Gu Qiaoqiao observed her surroundings; the aura of the Gu Family was the same as before.
So, what exactly had happened?
Moreover, Gu Qingfeng would not ask her this question without good reason.
However, Elder Zhang knew the rules of the way; some things were appropriate to ask, and some were not.
He needed only to tell Gu Qingfeng what he knew.
Zhang Miao pondered for a moment then shook his head, "As far as I am aware, there really isn’t such a person."
"Elder Zhang, don’t be hasty, think carefully. I’m not talking about the modern times, but fifty or seventy years ago. Have you ever heard from your forebears about such a person?"
The elder nodded, "There were some capable individuals, but the type of ability you’re speaking of did not exist." Then Elder Zhang continued to ask, "However, I want to inquire, how old is this person you’re talking about?"
"About twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, his name is Dongfang Yu..."
"Twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old? Last name Dongfang?" Elder Zhang looked at Gu Qingfeng with surprise, asking incredulously, "Are you certain he’s twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old?"
How could he not know of such a young figure, to think there was someone so impressive.
The North Third Gate had already declined.
It was just a few old-timers like him holding it up.
And now, in this era, life is good for the young. They no longer faced the narrow choices their predecessors did; the options today are far too vast.
They have the chance to do anything they want.
So, who would bother learning such thankless, labor-intensive skills?
Especially when in the past, these were greatly suppressed.
Furthermore, in this line of work, without certain abilities, one might as well know nothing.
Even if you teach them, they don’t want to learn.
Just like with his own Zhang Family.
In their eyes, the happiest life would be to pass a vocational college or university examination, then secure a government job.
When these children were little, there was no opportunity to teach them, and by the time they grew up, the chance was missed.
Elder Zhang went through all of these circumstances with Gu Qingfeng in detail.
Gu Qiaoqiao thought for a moment before asking carefully, "Grandpa Zhang, do you know if, aside from the North Third Gate, there are any other Mystic Sects?"
"There certainly are. The North Third Gate merely refers to the area North of the River. In the Jiangnan area, there have been many capable individuals, but we don’t know much about it..."
Elder Zhang paused to take a sip of tea, then continued speaking.
"One hundred years ago, Jiangnan and North of the River were already divided by strict boundaries, non-interference, and mutual respect. Otherwise, it was a punishable offense; both Jiangnan and North of the River had very strict rules..."
So it was like that...
Gu Qingfeng and Gu Qiaoqiao exchanged glances.
Curious, Gu Qiaoqiao continued, "Grandpa Zhang, do you know about the Mystic Sects in the Jiangnan area?"
"I do know some. One hundred years ago, there was talk of the North Third Gate and the South Five Sects."
"South Five Sects, does that mean there are five Mystic Sects in Jiangnan?" Gu Qiaoqiao asked with surprise.
"That’s the idea." Zhang Miao nodded.
"Which sects are they?"
"I only remember three of them: The Ethereal Sect, Sky-soaring Sect, and the Earth Plum Sect. These three are the most famous among the major sects and have produced many capable individuals."
"Then, are there any outstanding individuals among these sects?" Gu Qiaoqiao continued to inquire.
"There are, but they all existed before our generation. As for someone in their twenties, I’m afraid that’s quite difficult to say."