Jiang Wang shook his head, casting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind.
In the past, such greedy thinking would never have crossed his mind.
"It's all because of Zhongxuan Pang and Xu Gaoe!" he thought viciously to himself.
Ye Qingyu's voice transmission rang in his ear, "Do you really intend to develop power in Cheng Country? Lingxiao Pavilion was severely crippled by Zhuang Chenggan hundreds of years ago, with little of its inheritance remaining. And to do so in a place like Cheng Country... it's hardly a wise choice."
"Of course not," Jiang Wang replied in the same manner, "Operating within Cheng Country is not favorable. If things do not develop well, the Court of Cheng Country will covet it. If they develop too well, the Court will become apprehensive. Either way, it doesn't pay off. I am not Dou Min, able to flaunt the flag of Chuguo."
Ye Qingyu nodded and said no more.
