Xiao Yun stood before the battlements of the city gate tower, his gaze sweeping over the dark mass of people below.
Those faces—old, young, and childish; frightened, expectant, and doubtful. Face after face, eye after eye, all looked at him.
"I am Xiao Yun." His voice was not loud, but everyone heard him clearly, as if he were speaking right beside their ears. "Earl Longteng, enfeoffed by the Heaven Dou Empire. From today onward, Dragon Ascending Town is my fief."
He paused.
"I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, what right does this young man have to be our Lord? How long can he stay in Dragon Ascending Town? Will he be like the city lords before him, leaving as soon as he's taken enough?"
On the docks, many people's expressions changed. That was exactly what they were thinking, but no one had dared say it. Yet this lord had actually said it himself.
The corners of Xiao Yun's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile.
"I won't stand here and promise you anything. Promises are useless no matter how many are made. Watch what I do. Watch how Dragon Ascending Town changes. One year from now, if Dragon Ascending Town is still the same as it is today, you may stand here and curse me, Xiao Yun, as a useless fool."
On the docks, someone laughed. The laughter was small and soft, but someone really did laugh.
Xiao Yun's smile faded a little, and his voice turned solemn.
"But I'll say the ugly words first. In my territory, there is only one rule—"
He raised a finger.
"Fairness."
"Whether you are a spirit master with a martial soul or an ordinary person with no Soul Power; whether you are of the Shui Family, the Xue Family, or a branch