"A vent of the pressure wrought by bringing these closer to the surface," Meng Duyi said, stroking his beard. "If these men had tried this without a spirit lord you would have set the land itself alight, or at least sent this hill into the sky."
The men around Zhengui shuffled their feet nervously, but a rather elderly second realm bowed low. "Though this one is classically educated, he was greatly enlightened by the young master. Sir Zhengui's insight is keen."
Zhengui, both halves of him, preened under the praise.
Meng Duyi's expression was bemused. "This one can hardly be called familiar with constructions of fire qi, so this shall be a time of learning for myself as well."
Humble. Self Deprecatingly so. He was only a step below sovereign, if he did not know every type of qi like the back of her hand, she would be shocked.