Wang Xiong's words echoed in the ears of all those were present and quickly incited their interest.
"Truly!?"
"Are you sure Chief Disciple Wang Xiong?"
"Please tell us!"
They all erupted anxiously, wanting the answers.
"Yes…" Wang Xiong nodded his head. "I'm cannot so this with a hundred percent certainly, but it can be confirmed quickly."
"Tell us what you think." Patriarch Bing prodded him on.
"I think the method through which the blight is spreading is the natural aquifers. If I recall correctly, the cotton fields of the White Loom Kingdom are irrigated by the Southern He river?" Wang Xiong spoke.
"You are correct, Chief disciple. Our lands are indeed irrigated from the water of the Southern He river." The king of the White Loom kingdom replied.
"Then, do you know where the river goes after the water passed through your lands?" Wang Xiong asked.
