Elsewhere, after Chen Ze left the Imperial City, a thought stirred, and his consciousness arrived in Wanze City.
Within Wanze City, Zhao Yun and Zhao Wushan stood atop the city wall, intently directing the disciples as they repaired the city.
Sunlight spilled over them, outlining their resolute silhouettes.
On the walls, the disciples' busy figures moved back and forth without pause—some carried bricks and stones, while others mended damaged sections. Every movement carried an air of earnest dedication.
Suddenly, Zhao Wushan's gaze froze. His once lively eyes instantly became vacant and lifeless.
Yet in only an instant, his eyes cleared once more, regaining their usual brilliance.
Zhao Yun sharply noticed Zhao Wushan's change. His heart tightened as he realized Chen Ze had arrived.
Almost at the same moment, Zhao Yun turned and bowed respectfully. "Master, you have arrived!"
Chen Ze nodded and slowly swept his gaze over the busy disciples in the city, his expression calm. "The Dagan Emperor has been executed. The Great Gan Imperial Family is now leaderless, like a sheet of loose sand. Dagan is very likely to descend into chaos."
Upon hearing this, a trace of complexity flashed through Zhao Yun's eyes. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Master, given Dagan's current situation, should we seize the opportunity to unify the Dagan Dynasty?"
Chen Ze's tone remained tranquil. "You may decide this matter yourselves. If you wish to unify it, then give it your all. If you believe the time is not right, or have other plans, that is fine as well."
Chen Ze's words were simple and clear, yet they granted Zhao Yun and Zhao Wushan tremendous autonomy.
Zhao Yun seemed to have already made up his mind. He straightened his back, his gaze resolute. "Master, Dagan is now plagued by chaos, and the