Fang Che was frustrated too.
In his original plan—or rather, in Eastern Chief Strategist's plan—his identity as Night Demon was supposed to return for this struggle to raise gu.
After all, this was a fine opportunity to rise amid the chaos.
Eastern Chief Strategist had even sent over the complete plan through Fang Laoliu: what to do after arriving, and whose power to start leveraging.
What he ultimately needed to achieve...
Eastern Chief Strategist had calculated everything with crystal clarity. Even if Night Demon could not rise to the top this time, he still had to gain high rank and great authority, standing alone above the rest.
In terms of actual prestige, he was to rank just below Yan Beihan and beneath Feng Yun.
But man proposes, Heaven disposes!
Every plan had been made, yet the man could not go!!
Feng Du was like a mountain planted here, pressing down on Fang Che like the Monkey King. Forget returning to the Sole True Sect—even moving had become impossible.
It had to be said: this was something no one could have imagined.
Eastern Chief Strategist was equally helpless before the situation.
So Eastern Chief Strategist was frustrated too!
He had not felt this stifled in many years.
Now, on Kanke City, Eastern Chief Strategist was propping up his head and considering the matter: if Fang Che missed this final struggle to raise gu in the Sole True Sect, it would obstruct his future grasp of power.
This was the moment when the Sole True Sect would truly decide its future ruling core!
But Feng Du had planted himself here and was dragging Fang Che into chess games. It was simply too irritating!
Eastern Chief Strategist now felt that even Bi Changhong and Wu Xiao were not as annoying as Feng Du.