Yang Wenxiao had been laying out his plan for fifty years, gradually eliminating the influence of the Aristocratic Families like boiling a frog in warm water.
By now, the Yang Family's hold on the imperial throne was completely secure, the Aristocratic Families were in decline, so he was ready to bare his fangs.
He had set his sights on the highly profitable industries of casinos and brothels, intending to nationalize them—a direct snatch from the mouths of the Aristocratic Families. But with the deterrent of the Divine Crossbow, no one dared to resist by force.
After fifty years, the time had finally come when he could strike his swords whenever he wanted and deal with whomever he chose.
In sending out Tong Sanlang this time, he merely wished to handle the matter gracefully on the surface.
He wasn't robbing by force; it was just that the Aristocratic Families couldn't match his skill.
