Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?

Half a moment later, Li Xuan and the Jijiu Quan Dingtian of the Guozi Bureau, were seated high at the top of Mingjing Hall.

Even though the roof of this hall had been blown off, leaving only the four walls intact, the atmosphere inside was even more solemn and inspiring than before.

Li Xuan felt slightly uncomfortable amidst the burning admiration and reverence – even awe – shown by those around him.

Now he not only had to arbitrate for the five Darus, but he had also become an admired figure to the five thousand students of the Guozi Bureau.

A perceived as regular man suddenly thrust into the position of the Confucianism leader, took more than a moment to adjust.

However, he concealed his discomfort well and gently asked the Master Yade on his right, Fang Ming, "During your debate, Mr. Ikawa mentioned, ’Better to die of starvation than lose one’s integrity.’ Can I assume that someone mentioned ’Fear of starving to death in the future’ beforehand?"

"Yes!"

Fang Ming did not wish to persist on this issue anymore because, after all, the mediator chosen by Master Yu was beyond questioning. Wasn’t whatever he said undoubtedly correct?

But Li Xuan’s next sentence made his expression more serious, "I recall that Guanzi said, ’When granaries are full, people know to conduct with propriety; when food and clothing are sufficient, people are familiar with honor and disgrace.’ How do you all view this statement? Do you agree with it?"

"Those words are from ’Guanzi·Mu Min’." Fang Ming nodded slightly, then pondered and said, "The respect Saint had towards some of the teachings of Guanzi. And I do believe these two statements make a lot of sense."

Li Xuan continued to ask with a smile, "So I dare to ask you two, does the state of today live up to the standards of full granaries and food-and-clothing-sufficiency?"