Chapter 7

The headquarters of the Heavenly Clan, the First Tower of the World.

This tower, with its carved balustrades and jade steps, is exquisitely beautiful, towering a hundred feet high and overlooking all directions, showcasing the ambition of the Heavenly Clan.

Lu Qingchuan leaned against the railing, taking in the entire headquarters of the Heavenly Clan before his eyes, where a hundred thousand members moved about, a scene of unprecedented prosperity.

However, as he looked at this scene, Lu Qingchuan's brows were tightly furrowed.

His eyes sparkled with a sharp light, as if he was deep in thought.

"Clan Leader!"

Just as Lu Qingchuan was deep in thought, a man in white, holding a folding fan, appeared behind him and bowed respectfully.

This man was named Shen Moxuan, Lu Qingchuan's strategist.

"You have come."

Glancing at Shen Moxuan with the corner of his eye, Lu Qingchuan pointed to a chair beside him: "Sit down."

"Is the Clan Leader still worried about the Jun Tian Order?"

Seeing Lu Qingchuan's gloomy face, Shen Moxuan gently fanned himself, a smile on his face: "Actually, there's no need for such worry. Now that you hold the power, and the Heavenly Clan is under your control, what difference does the Jun Tian Order make?"

"Hmph, you make it sound so easy!"

Hearing Shen Moxuan's words, Lu Qingchuan suddenly turned around and said: "I have been in hiding for years, killing friends and betraying my master, all for the position of Clan Leader!"

"Now that the symbol of the Clan Leader, the Jun Tian Order, has been taken away by Luo Changtian, my position as Clan Leader is not legitimate!"

"Furthermore, that symbol is not just a representation of the Clan Leader's identity; it also..."

Flap, flap, flap!

At this moment, a sound was heard.

Following the sound, a gray hawk was seen flapping its wings and flying towards them.

"It's the messenger hawk!"

Seeing the hawk, Shen Moxuan exclaimed in surprise.

Hearing this, Lu Qingchuan narrowed his eyes and slowly extended his arm, allowing the hawk to land on it.

At the same time, he took a piece of paper from the bamboo tube on the hawk's leg, and his eyes narrowed: "The Jun Tian Order has been found!"

Saying this, he shook his arm, releasing the hawk, and turned to Shen Moxuan: "Luo Changtian has appeared at the Drunken Immortal Tower in Jinling City with the Jun Tian Order. He has the help of a first-class martial artist. Li Qingzhu has already taken action. Send Zhang Su, the狂风剑 (Mad Wind Sword), and Ye Changqing, the滴水剑 (Dripping Water Sword), to assist him!"

"If we succeed, that's best. If not, kill them all!"

Lu Qingchuan's face was calm, but his words carried a fierce and deadly aura.

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Shen Moxuan responded.

...

Wang Ye naturally had no idea about the affairs of the Heavenly Clan.

At this moment, he stood at the counter of the Drunken Immortal Tower, looking at everything before him with a puzzled expression.

The hall was bustling with diners, eating and drinking merrily, and even a queue had formed outside the door.

Compared to the Drunken Immortal Tower's usual coldness, today's business was exceptionally hot.

Even... too hot.

Although Wang Ye was greedy, he wasn't foolish.

He knew very well how his business at the Drunken Immortal Tower was.

On a normal day, the seats would be about seven or eight-tenths full, at most completely full.

A situation like today's, where there was a queue, had never happened since he opened the business.

Wang Ye had experienced many ups and downs, and he didn't believe for a moment that there was nothing strange going on.

"Business is usually just right, but this sudden surge is making me a bit nervous."

Thinking about this, Wang Ye pinched his chin and pondered: "I need to figure out what's going on."

"Wang kid, your business is really booming today!"

Just as Wang Ye was deep in thought, an elderly voice sounded.

Following the voice, he saw an old man with a ruddy complexion, dressed in a green robe, standing in front of the counter, smiling and greeting him.

"Li Sanduo?"

Seeing the old man, Wang Ye was slightly taken aback, then grinned: "What brings you here, old man?"

This old man was named Li Wenxiu, a teacher at the Jinling City school, respected for his teaching.

Wang Ye called him Li Sanduo because they shared a common hobby: visiting brothels!

Li Wenxiu had lost his wife early in life and remained loyal, never remarrying.

However, due to his unique constitution, he often suffered from a strange fire, leading to occasional fainting and spitting blood.

After a diagnosis at the Huichun Hall, it was determined that the strange fire was affecting his heart, and he needed to release it to improve his condition.

Given the legal allowance, he would secretly visit the Yihong Courtyard whenever he had the chance.

Because of his habit of eating, touching, and "firing" a lot, Wang Ye gave him the nickname Li Sanduo.

"Cough, cough."

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Li Wenxiu's cheeks turned red, and he said: "In such a public place, don't call me by my nickname!"

"Alright, alright, I won't call you that."

Hearing Li Wenxiu's words, Wang Ye smiled: "Tell me, why are you here today?"

"Hey."

Hearing Wang Ye's question, Li Wenxiu smiled and replied: "The government just posted a notice, saying that your employee, Ah Ji, is a hero who single-handedly killed four bandits. We came to see what this young hero looks like!"

???

Hearing Li Wenxiu's words, Wang Ye was taken aback.

Only then did he realize that today's booming business was all because of Ah Ji, that little brat!

"Wang kid, you should be happy about this."

Seeing Wang Ye's puzzled expression, Li Wenxiu patted his shoulder: "Having a strong and loyal employee like him, what more could you want?"

I should be happy?

I should be happy my ass!

Hearing Li Wenxiu's words, a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on Wang Ye's forehead.

Damn it!

All the work I did last night to bury the bodies and cover up the evidence was for nothing.

The government has already informed the entire city!

Thinking about this, Wang Ye felt a surge of anger.

At the same time, his gaze swept across the hall, and sure enough, he saw that all the diners were looking at Ah Ji, occasionally striking up conversations, making Ah Ji grin and scratch his head, looking embarrassed.

This sight made Wang Ye feel like Ah Ji was asking for a beating.

"Look at you, you're so pleased you can't even speak."

Seeing Wang Ye's expression, Li Wenxiu patted his shoulder: "Bring me a pot of old wine and a plate of spiced beans!"

"I want to see what this young hero looks like today."

Saying this, Li Wenxiu walked with a steady gait towards the second floor of the Drunken Immortal Tower.

"Ah Ji, that little brat!"

At this moment, Wang Ye watched Ah Ji bustling about and thought to himself: "After today's business is done, I'll find you and get some answers!"