Time Houn, Please Bear with Me

The Tumba Family's ordeal was finally over.

Although they had lost sixty percent of Gold Mountain's profits, the Tumba Family would henceforth rank among the major powers of Tibet. Both the Great Living Buddha and the Municipal Official would offer them considerable protection, and even The Officials would no longer deliberately make things difficult for them. The Officials sought nothing more than profit; compared to profit, what did the loss of a thousand elite soldiers matter?

Although Yangjin still seemed unwilling to accept it, the Great Living Buddha was right. If she had come here solely for revenge, then her thinking was far too narrow-minded. Since she had an opportunity to save the Tumba Family, why insist on leading them into a pit of fire?

So she listened to our advice.

But I knew she would not be thinking of returning to reality anytime soon, and I could not truly kill her for no reason. If I wanted to return, I could only seek out the Great Living Buddha. He had said that he had a way to help me return to the era a hundred years in the future.

As for the ceremony celebrating Maru's succession as the Great Chieftain, its true significance no longer mattered. Maru knew that he had no choice but to marry Zhuoma, and he said nothing more. At the very least, Yangjin had already sent people to find the woman he loved and bring her back to Tibet. He would not lose her, and that was enough.

As for the fate that awaited him and that woman, it would depend on how he treated Zhuoma. If he handled this matter poorly, the Municipal Official's side would be another hidden landmine.

Of course, none of that was for me to worry about.

All I wanted