Chen Yi naturally had no idea that someone was watching him in the shadows.
After all, with his current Cultivation Base and his attunement to and control over Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi, hardly any rustle of wind or stirring of grass within five li could escape his notice.
As he walked and paused along the way,
he returned to Chunhe Garden, removed his black clothes, shed the disguise from his face, and changed into a light long robe.
Only then did he let out a long breath.
"The Jizhou Trading Company's scheme is already more than halfway complete. If all goes smoothly, they will soon be driven into a dead end."
"When that time comes, whether they choose to risk everything or lower their banners and beat their drums, it is too early to say."
Of course,
Chen Yi hoped the Jizhou Trading Company would be a little more crazed, a little more arrogant and lawless.
Only then could he see more of the filthy, fly-buzzing, dog-scurrying dealings hidden beneath Shuzhou's surface.
Besides, if the people from the Jizhou Trading Company chose to swallow this silent humiliation, it would also affect his subsequent plans.
Fortunately...
Fortunately, Lin Huai'an was dead.
A faint smile appeared on Chen Yi's face, likely because he imagined the vexed expressions of certain people upon learning that they had been "one move short."
He looked out at the night beyond the window, his eyes carrying a trace of mockery.
The Great Wei Dynasty had held the tripod for over two hundred years. The aristocratic clans and powerful families formed factions for private gain; their connections were truly tangled like roots and vines.
It was not limited to the Imperial Court, either. It reached into the martial world and even the common folk in the streets