This was practically the same as robbing the convoy of imperial tribute—an outright act of defiance against Sky City. Sky City's tax system was enormous, yet it had never suffered an incident in all these years. The taxes paid by the Lineages were an essential part of the resources supporting Sky City's vast military and governmental systems, let alone the entire year's taxes from the Ancient Dragon family.
The Ancient Dragon family was an old-established, fabulously wealthy family. The income of the entire family could rival the combined total of the Nine Directions family and the Northern Fox family. After all, although the Northern Fox family's political achievements and economy had looked impressive in recent years, the Ancient Dragon family's deep foundations were there for all to see—not something that could be caught up to in a mere decade or two. Besides, with Ancient Dragon Jun governing the family, although he was not outstanding in other respects, its economy remained excellent as ever. Even while waging war in the east, he had not let it affect the family's foundation.
The Ancient Dragon family's tribute this time was certainly enormous—an amount that might well shock the Nine Heavens.
"Senior Dongfang! Are you serious? Our Ancient Dragon family's tribute..." Ancient Dragon Jun panicked as well, hurriedly floating over. His face had gone deathly pale. The annual tribute was no laughing matter. If it was lost, they had to recover it; if they could not, they had to scrape together another portion. Either way, it would cause a tremendous upheaval.
"Heh heh, are you saying I'm joking?" Dongfang Fu sneered. Ancient Dragon Jun hurriedly shook his head, then said, "I'll ask right away..."
Before he could ask, I said, "Let's go. The matter is urgent. If they dared cause trouble in the Ringed