Qinghe City was a place of shifting winds and changing clouds. In the wake of the failed alliance between the Zhao and Han families, Chen Haotian had overnight become the true master of Qinghe City. Every faction, whether a once-prominent noble house or a hidden power lurking in the shadows, was forced to re-evaluate this young cultivator. For him, however, this was merely the beginning.
Standing atop the Qinghe Tower, Chen Haotian gazed out at the distant city lights, his deep eyes betraying a trace of imperceptible fatigue. Ever since taking control of the city, he had been forced to face countless challenges and complex situations every day. These factions—stemming from various clans, merchant guilds, and even the entirety of Dasheng City—were all sharpening their blades in secret, waiting for the right moment to strike.
"Young Master, the situation in Qinghe City has temporarily stabilized, but the surrounding powers are still eyeing us like tigers eyeing their prey." Lin Feng's voice came from behind. Standing respectfully to one side, his expression was grave.
Chapter 76