"Woohoo~"
"Joy was back."
Xu Xiaoshou had slept until nightfall, and all the exhaustion lingering from the banquet had been swept away.
This had been the most exhausting banquet he had ever attended.
He had barely eaten anything; he had spent the entire time fighting.
After beating up the younger one, he had even arranged to go outside and have a round with the older one, nearly exhausting himself completely.
Fortunately, the result had been gratifying.
He had not gone down. The other side had.
That was the most commendable part.
"Although Zhang Taiying is dead, the assassins from Three Incense Sticks might not stop anytime soon."
"Maybe what that guy paid back then wasn't a deposit, but the full amount?"
Xu Xiaoshou lay sprawled across the soft bed, his knees pinning down the blanket as he pondered.
"Still, once Zhang Taiying's death and the Zhang Clan's collusion with Ghost Beasts are exposed, when the Zhang Residence falls, no one will probably be willing to make a move anymore."
Xu Xiaoshou understood the principle of a whale's fall.
For a major power like the Zhang Residence, no matter how mighty it had been in life, once it declined, it could not escape the fate of being carved up.
He would not even need to make a move himself.
All he needed was time.
Restricted by the City Lord's Manor, even if the Zhang Clan still had two Thrones, they would never be able to rise again.
"Ghost Beasts..."
Xu Xiaoshou murmured.
Just the charge of colluding with Ghost Beasts was enough for Fu Zhi to conclude that, after the banquet, there would be no more Zhang Clan.
One could imagine just how terrifying that accusation was.
Zhang Taiying truly had been innocent.
But he himself had genuinely gotten tangled up