"Master, Mr. Fan is here."
Miao Chunsheng reported.
Shi Erli, who had been sitting by the window with an ancient book in hand, abruptly set it down and exclaimed in surprise, "What brings him here?"
Miao Chunsheng was about to answer when the door creaked open. A scholarly-looking man in a green robe, around forty years old, walked in.
"What urgent matter could make you travel between the two realms, Uncle Fan?"
Shi Erli rose to greet the man in green, then asked.
The visitor was one of his family's trusted aides, Fan Qing, a cultivator of the Divine Embryo Realm.
Fan Qing said, "The clan chief has issued an edict."
Shi Erli was startled. He hurriedly bowed, while Miao Chunsheng dropped to his knees.
After Fan Qing finished announcing the edict, Shi Erli was left dumbfounded. He stared at Fan Qing in a daze. "Why? And on what grounds?"
As it turned out, the master Fan Qing spoke of was the Shi Family's clan chief. The edict ordered Shi Erli to return all twelve gambling dens to Gong Xian. Not only that, it also required Shi Erli to help Gong Xian capture Xu Yi—in other words, Mr. Xue—as much as possible.
Helping Gong Xian had already touched a raw nerve.
And now he was also expected to help capture Xu Yi. That would be like cutting off one of his own arms.
He had great plans for Xu Yi, and had even begun drafting a series of action plans. How could he accept being ordered to capture Xu Yi now?
What was even more ridiculous was that he had to spit out the meat he'd only just gotten into his mouth. This was asking for his life!
"What? Can't make sense of it?"
Fan Qing asked with a smile.