"Could it be that Young Master was speaking with Old Demon Zhong earlier?"
The man in crimson cried out in alarm.
As soon as the Strength Battle ended, the Blazing Fire Merchant Association came under pressure from the Peach Blossom Alliance.
As time passed, that pressure grew without limit.
There was no helping it. Xu Yi had killed Xie Qingfeng, a man of great renown—the Deputy Alliance Leader of the Peach Blossom Alliance.
Although the Strength Battle had been held under the Venerate of Light's direction, and all losses in battle were left to fate, with no grounds for settling scores afterward,
Enchantresses with powerful backers had always been treated differently from those without.
And the difference in treatment had never been about the Enchantresses themselves. It was about their backers.
Xie Qingfeng's backing was Zhong Ziyu. To be fair, Old Demon Zhong hadn't taken his friendship with Xie Qingfeng all that seriously. They were merely friends who got along well and shared similar tastes.
But he couldn't ignore Xie Qingfeng's death. The reason was simple: it was a matter of face.
Besides, the man who had killed Xie Qingfeng was merely a junior at the Mid Soul Sensing Stage, relying on cunning and luck.
If Old Demon Zhong didn't avenge Xie Qingfeng against a junior at the Mid Soul Sensing Stage, the reputations of both the Peach Blossom Alliance and Old Demon Zhong would likely crumble overnight.
For a man like Old Demon Zhong, who moved in high circles, reputation was more than mere vanity. It meant real, tangible benefits. Once his name was established, all would flee at its mention; once his name was established, guests would come from every direction. The interests tied to his reputation couldn't be measured in a mere ten or twenty thousand spirit