Whose Head?

Night fell:

One family head after another rode in luxurious carriages, racing straight for King Shiyu's Mansion under the protection of numerous experts.

King Shiyu's Mansion was festooned with lanterns and decorations, its gates bright as day.

Third Limit experts patrolled with weapons in hand.

Divine Archers had their bows drawn and arrows nocked, ready to shoot down anyone who rashly intruded.

The mansion was under even tighter guard.

The Ironclad Guard and others served as temporary security.

Ever since Chu Qing had killed people here at the mansion, King Shiyu's Mansion had raised its security by a great deal.

Every guard was exceedingly cautious.

They were terrified that Chu Qing might break in again.

Yes.

They feared Chu Qing coming here.

Because:

Chu Qing was simply too insane.

He never acted according to common sense.

If he said he would kill, he killed; if he said he would stir up trouble, he did.

He never considered the consequences.

Naturally, they were afraid.

Step! Step! Step!

As family heads arrived one after another, King Shiyu's Mansion grew increasingly lively.

Though not everyone had arrived yet, these family heads could no longer resist discussing matters.

The Qi Family spoke first.

The Qi Family had already endured through four or five dynasties.

Though they had declined at times, they had now climbed back to the summit.

Throughout these dynasties, they had dreamed every moment of settling in the main city, even the Imperial Capital, and becoming a true top-tier family.

Therefore:

They were the most fiercely opposed to this reform.

"Dividing up the land is cutting off our roots!"

"Though the yield from land is not worth much, it is our foundation."

"We absolutely cannot agree!"

"And those mud-legged peasants—what right do they have to study and learn to read?"

"They dare