Farewell, Academy Head!
Before the gate archway of Taiwu Pavilion, Chen Zhongjing, Elder Chen, respectfully bowed to Wang Chen.
Behind him, the stewards and deacons who had come to see him off all bent at the waist. "Farewell, Academy Head!"
Though it was somewhat humiliating, everyone was quite delighted to be able to send this dreaded fiend away safely and peacefully.
At first, they had been deeply terrified by Wang Chen's arrival, fearing that this unfathomably powerful great cultivator would tear down Taiwu Pavilion to vent the Mo Family's anger.
That was entirely possible.
Yet to everyone's surprise, after both sides sat down for talks in Taiwu Pavilion's council hall, they learned that Wang Chen had not come to call them to account.
Wang Chen had merely made three demands of Taiwu Pavilion.
First, the major powers and families of Taiwu City were not to deliberately make things difficult for or suppress the Mo Family in the future.
Although all the Mo Family's direct descendants had moved outside the city to establish a new foundation, many members of its collateral branches had been reluctant to leave the prosperous and safe city. Nor could they abandon the family property they had painstakingly built up, so they chose to remain in the city.
Moreover, even members of the Mo Family's direct line often entered the city to shop and handle affairs.
If Taiwu City's major powers deliberately targeted them, they would find every step difficult within the city from then on.
Second, Taiwu City could no longer target White Deer Academy and Cishi Pharmacy through blockades and schemes of every kind.
Lastly, Taiwu City could not prevent the common people within the city from sending their sons and daughters to White Deer Academy to study.
To be honest, Wang Chen's three demands