"Ancestor, the envoy from the Purgatory Sect is probably here to issue a final ultimatum."
Gu Chaoyang cupped his hands. "Ancestor, you alone can make the decision. Our Gu Clan is already prepared to withdraw from Red Wind City at any time. We are willing to advance and retreat together with you."
"News brought by the clan head?"
Gu Jinlai looked at him.
Gu Chaoyang nodded heavily.
"I understand."
Gu Jinlai gave a brief reply.
He boarded a carriage waiting outside. Once it began moving, he gazed at the scenery on both sides of the road.
Compared with the lifeless Lingxiao City he had first arrived in not long ago, the city had now regained some vitality.
Pedestrians and traveling merchants could already be seen coming and going along the streets.
Hotels and shops had reopened one after another, receiving customers and seeing them off.
With the Three Great Families that had lorded it over Lingxiao City, as well as the Crimson Blood Demonic Gate and the Demonic Beasts entrenched outside the city, completely wiped out, Lingxiao City seemed to have risen from the ashes, flourishing amid the ruins.
"I want to be a good person."
Staring out the window, Gu Jinlai suddenly said, "Just like this—taking a city that was oppressed and trembling with unease and building it into something prosperous and flourishing with my own hands. Watching it improve bit by bit in my hands, watching the people who used to hurry about with worry written all over their faces now beaming with smiles..."
Gu Chaoyang fell silent for a moment, his body somewhat stiff. Then he said solemnly, "I understand. I'll send word back to Red Wind City at once and have the clan make the arrangements."
"In this world, there are many people who can't stand