For a long moment, Cui Xinghe's voice trembled as he spoke, "Everything you said is correct. Indeed, locusts are fond of the barren land left by receding river waters."

"But such knowledge is beyond the reach of ordinary scholars. How do you know this?"

For the first time, Cui Xinghe looked at Gao Yang with genuine shock.

Gao Yang, filled with nostalgia, replied, "It's all recorded in an ancient text given to me by an elder with the demeanor of an immortal."