Meanwhile, at another location, the residence of Hua Xuan once again received a prestigious visitor today.
Alone he may have been, but for Hua Xuan, he was undoubtedly a reassuring presence. The ninth proud son of the Northern Borderlands, his strength was that of the Eighth Heaven.
He Yifan!
The speed of his arrival was relatively fast, yet what puzzled Hua Xuan was the absence of the eighth proud son of the Northern Borderlands. Weren't they supposed to arrive together? Now, only one had come.
"Elder He, why are you alone? And..."
Hua Xuan didn't spell it out, knowing full well that there was competition among the top prides, who generally didn't see eye to eye. Even those who appeared to get along were just that—mere appearances. The struggles for influence within the Northern Borderlands were fierce.
Those with strength held higher status and enjoyed more resources.
