"Dao Lord Xia, with your current strength, surely you didn't take over our Heavenly Pavilion for some other purpose, did you? I've noticed that you're quite obsessed with the Earth Immortal Fruits of Heavenly City. Could it be that the immortals from Windmist City outside are planning to send some in?" Qin Ping got straight to the point.
"It seems I can't hide it from Immortal Friend Qin. Why wouldn't that be possible?" I asked.
"Heavenly City has its own way of doing things. Although it isn't completely impossible, there are still some thresholds to cross. You'll find out soon enough. As for whether you can stand firmly in Heavenly City, the pressure from all sides won't be lacking either." The smile at the corners of Qin Ping's lips was exceedingly sinister.
"I'd be grateful if Immortal Friend Qin could offer me some guidance." I was utterly calm. I had encountered far too many matters of this sort.
"Very well. To put it this way, our Heavenly Pavilion deals in business conducted in the shadows, and disregarding the rules is commonplace. Over the years, we've offended countless treasure pavilions, mountain factions, and forces. For all these years, relying on my own cultivation and heaven-reaching methods, I've barely managed to maintain ties on all sides. Now that Dao Lord Xia has taken over the Heavenly Pavilion, you naturally possess all the intelligence and network of contacts I've provided. However, I was the one who originally managed this network. Now that it's been handed to someone else, who can say whether it will remain secure?" Qin Ping smiled.
I gave a soft snort. This was a typical warning meant to shrug off responsibility. But it also proved that she was afraid I wouldn't be able to hold on after staying here, causing