Wutong Street.
Aaron visited Mr. Clark Dass once again.
"Thank you for your gift, you're too kind."
Clark held the decorative ring in his hand, marveling, "The design is simple and rustic, with the style of the Kagash Kingdom. This is another priceless historical artifact... worth at least 100 pounds!"
"And also thanks to Mr. Dass for your previous guidance and trading."
Aaron looked at the servant who had stepped out and spoke openly.
Clarke stared at his somewhat white-tinged eyes and affirmed, "You've advanced? This symptom of overflowing spirituality can't be wrong. It will last for a while. During this time, beware of the Secret Police, beware of other Extraordinary people... Of course, as an Extraordinary person, even if your condition recovers, beware of firearms, beware of getting lost in knowledge, beware of unknown whispers and illusions, and beware of reciting strange revered names..."
