Chunying glanced at the figure by the window, then looked outside Hundred Herbs Hall.
Xiao Xuanshuo was holding off three opponents alone, keeping the three strongest bladesmen occupied.
The remaining armored personal guards, working in pairs or trios, were enough to suppress the other Jianghu guests.
"Young Master, the Xiao Family's Disciplinary Hall has yet to show itself."
Chen Yunfan poured himself another cup of tea. "The Xiao Family's Disciplinary Hall is controlled by the Second Branch. Sooner or later, it will become a disaster."
"It is still all right while the Old Marquis is alive. Once he passes away, won't Xiao Wang be climbing onto the heads of those from the Main Branch?"
Chunying nodded, then shook her head, but did not speak.
Chen Yunfan glanced at her and curled his lip. "Say whatever you want to say. There are no outsiders here."
Chunying hesitated before saying, "This servant was thinking of General Jinghong. Her mind is wholly occupied with the Dingyuan Army's money and grain matters now."
"If she can successfully establish a 'Mutual Market' with the Mountain Tribe, she will be able to free herself to deal with the Xiao Family."
"Her?"
Chen Yunfan thought for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face. "She does have some ability. Neither her Martial Path nor her military strategy is weak."
"And it is no easy feat for her, as a woman, to hold up the Xiao Family's banner. Yet dragged down by the Xiao Family, her progress in the Martial Path has slowed considerably."
Chunying deeply agreed. "Yes, Xiao Fengchun died too early."
"Not necessarily. Rumor has it that Xiao Fengchun was foolishly loyal. Perhaps he would not have been as capable as Xiao Jinghong."
"Of course, had he lived, he should have been able to keep