The ambiance within the Nangong Family's multistory building was quite intense and austere.
The bloody purge did not take long, so the reeking scent of blood had long since dissipated.
Nangong Wuque was still sitting on his seat. At that moment, no one dared to look down on him.
"Patriarch, although our Nangong Family have gotten rid of its internal strife, the Lin and Zhang families have already started taking moves against us; they have started encroaching on our industries..." an elder said, nervously but respectfully.
"Patriarch, it has already been confirmed that the next 'Magical Hand Conference' will be held in our Heavenly Mist City. The Pill Palace has already begun to prepare for it, and countless excellent Alchemists and people with special gifts are rushing over to our Heavenly Mist City. We have to quickly confirm who will be taking our family's quota and competing in the conference," said an elder while looking at Nangong Wuque cautiously.
