Mu Clan settlement. . .
Mu Zhihao sat on his wooden chair in the Clan Hall, accompanied by his two eldest sons, Mu Zhong and Jun, who were sorting through scrolls for him.
"I heard Yang Wei has returned from his year-long seclusion. It's like he's formed a golden core; perhaps that'll increase our chances of success in the Sect Resource-Allocation Trial," the man remarked.
Mu Zhong nodded in agreement, adding, "Yes, Father. If we weren't so occupied with these few assignments the matriarchs gave us, I'd have paid him a visit at Grand Elder Peak."
Mu Zhihao gently stroked his beard, "Grand Elder Peak, huh? It was about time he was given his own mountain. After all, someone as outstanding as him shouldn't be squatting in another peak chief's domain."
Mu Jun smiled as he scanned through the scrolls, his eyes bouncing back and forth.
