"In recent years, I mainly developed the monks of Vajra Temple and some Rogue Cultivators. Regarding what happened in Capital City this time, I had already warned them, but they simply would not listen. As a result, three of the main Rogue Cultivator members died, and the peripheral members were almost entirely wiped out."
Yuan Zheng was quite heartbroken.
Yuan Zheng had managed the gathering very well over the years. After all, with Communication Tokens, there was no need for face-to-face exchanges. They had therefore recruited many peripheral members, who contacted designated core members and were managed by those same core members. The core members sorted through their intelligence and paid them accordingly.
They counted as an important covert source of intelligence planted by Thousand Wood Temple, while also facilitating the cultivation of Thousand Wood Temple's core disciples. Shen Xiaozhu and Xia Weny had both become core members of the gathering. Some of their secret affairs were carried out through the gathering.
Seeing Yuan Zheng like this, Yulian felt somewhat embarrassed to continue blaming him. When Wang Ping had sought Yuan Zheng to improve his Spiritual Root during the Qi Refining stage, Yuan Zheng had ignored her, and she had remained furious ever since. Every time she saw Yuan Zheng, she had the urge to hit him with a water pellet.
Wang Ping picked up the teapot, personally poured Yuan Zheng a cup of tea, and said, "Come sit down and have some tea."
Looking at the steaming tea on the table, Yuan Zheng cupped his fists respectfully and said, "Thank you, Prefect." As he spoke, he carefully walked over and sat down.
After Yuan Zheng took a sip of tea, Wang Ping said, "What was lost will one day be taken back. Central Province may be in ruins now,