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Watching Destiny recede into the distance.
In the floating restaurant, the spirit in Zhao Enshi's eyes seemed to dissipate along with it.
He looked at the Family Head who stood quietly blocked by Dongjun, and for the first time in many years, he saw the Family Head so powerless.
The loss of two Grade Eight masters was not just the loss of two combatants, but also the territories they represented thereafter.
Military influence, Jiu Yi influence... commercial arrangements and so on.
"Why has it come to this!?" Zhao Mengshuang widened her eyes, still unable to believe the scene she had just witnessed.
The Family Head... had actually failed to defeat Destiny...!?
Not only was she unable to accept this outcome, but so were the rest of the main branch and the other branches of the Zhao family—all those sheltered within this vast familial system could not accept this reality.
