Xu Chengyun reclined back in his chair, continuing to fiddle with the gourd, a malevolent look flickering across his face.
Although the Yun Family had some influence, what was that bit of strength worth in Xianyang City?
As long as one truly desired something, there were always ways to obtain it.
The sword in question, it was said to harbor a great secret.
Baseless rumors often have a kernel of truth; only by getting it into one's hands could the actual validity be confirmed.
And if it turned out to be without secrets or rewards, what of it? Even if it amounted to nothing more than eliminating an opponent who dared to defy him and serve as a warning to other forces, it was worthwhile!
Lost in such thoughts, someone came rushing in to report—
"Boss, it seems the Lu Family has some kinship ties with the Fei Family... It's difficult to make a move on them." A man dressed like an accountant entered.
This was another matter altogether.
