Zhongxuan Zun walked away with a carefree gait, entrusting the vast family enterprise of the Zhong Xuan Family to Wang Yiwu for temporary management.
Watching his retreating figure, Jiang Wang realized that a year later, when Zhongxuan Zun returned, he would undoubtedly cause a sensation.
If they could not topple Zhongxuan Zun's influence within this year, it would be equivalent to trivial labor in vain.
By then, Zhongxuan Zun would no longer give Zhongxuan Sheng the slightest chance.
But while this was easy to say, it was extremely difficult to do!
The gate guards still looked straight ahead without turning their eyes; the street vendors remained busy with their own work.
In Linzi, people indulged in their own worlds where countless stories and incidents unfolded.
Wang Yiwu, with that almost constant pace, walked up to Zhongxuan Sheng and looked down at him.
"Do you want to die?" he asked.
