The old man Wan Fangning looked mature and steady, but these past two days he had indeed seemed happy, taking Mao Chuchu and me sightseeing all around Jiulong City. Only he knew how much bitterness lay in his heart. Not long after the two Zheng family retainers came looking for me, Wan Fangning saw me again and could no longer hold back. With a bitter expression, he said, "Brother Xia, our Wanbao Pavilion has encountered a disaster unseen in a hundred years. I'm afraid that after today, Wanbao Pavilion will cease to exist..."
"What? Why?" I put on a look of shock, though I already knew the reason. Mao Chuchu looked even more astonished. "Uncle Wan, didn't you say yesterday... that Wanbao Pavilion would expand its operations in the future, bringing its business to Zongyun City, Xinghe City, and even the other immortal realms?"
"Alas... Yesterday, I still thought... I was still harboring the hope that City Lord Zheng would return. But judging from the current situation, it seems that the City Lord was killed by a Chosen One named Jimo Ying... No one saw his Dao body in life, and no one saw his soul in death. Wanbao Pavilion's money contracts are still with City Lord Zheng. We asked the Zheng family several times, but the Zheng family can barely protect itself now. The gambling funds can't be exchanged, so all they can do is issue an announcement and delay things for two days. But how long can they delay? The city is on the verge of falling into chaos! That's why our immortals went to ask them about it, but they simply refuse to acknowledge anything... Later, we and the other major merchants simply camped out at the Zheng residence, but with City Lord Zheng gone, could we