For Chaim Tate, the greatest usefulness of the Martial Arts Association was its official nature.
In other words, the Martial Arts Association had a certain prestige among major families, and no one wanted to tear their faces apart with them.
Of course, this excluded the top families in Capital City.
Time flew by quickly.
Soon, the day of the divine medicine's emergence arrived.
On this day, the sky over White City was filled with layers of auspicious clouds.
The clouds were faintly purple, and although their brightness was not intense, they were still visible to the naked eye.
Such a scene naturally attracted countless gazes.
Whether it was ordinary people or martial artists coveting the divine medicine, everyone looked up at the sky.
"This is a sign of great fortune!"
"Heaven is blessing our White City!"
"This year, I will definitely make a fortune!"
Many people knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the sky, showing unparalleled respect.
