Ever since Yanbo City was captured by the Heaven Dou Empire, it had not been this lively for a long time.
Crowds surged along the broad avenues, while carriages and horses streamed past. With both sides calling a truce for the Seven Great Sects Re-selection Assembly, trade between the long-stalled north and south of the continent briefly resumed. Merchants came and went, and the clamor of bustling activity never ceased.
Yanbo City, which had appeared to suffer from the war, seemed to have regained its former prosperity. Yet everyone knew that it was merely fleeting; once the Seven Great Sects Re-selection Assembly ended, everything would return to its previous desolation.
From a pavilion within the City Lord's Manor, one could overlook all of Yanbo City. Zhao Xuan sat there with several Titled Douluo.
Aside from him, there were four Titled Douluo present: Jade Lord Douluo, representing Shrek Academy; Elder Song, a royal consecrated; Xuanwu Douluo, representing the Xuanwu Family of the northern border; and Bone Douluo, representing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"Tsk, I really want to know what Bibi Dong is feeling right now."
Zhao Xuan looked at the densely packed streets below, his eyes narrowing into slits as he spoke with a smile.
"Whatever it is, it certainly can't be good."
Bone Douluo chuckled, lounging back in his chair as he casually shelled a peanut and tossed the kernel into his mouth to chew.
Seeing the two of them like this, Xuanwu Douluo could not help frowning. Though already past seventy, he still looked remarkably vigorous. He had maintained the same upright sitting posture from the beginning, appearing exceedingly solemn.
At this, he could not help voicing his dissatisfaction. "You two, aren't you celebrating too early? Although Thunder Douluo's plan appears to have succeeded, Spirit Hall definitely