"You're talking nonsense!" After hearing San Liang's words, Nan Yuan's face darkened. He was about to say more when something changed in the courtyard on the screen. Figures rushed in and clashed with the cultivators guarding Nan Yuan's residence, destroying the buildings in the blink of an eye.
Nan Yuan's eyes flew wide. He was furious, but did nothing. There was nothing he could do at the Council meeting.
Bo was quickly found, and the Boundary Mountain Guards appeared as well, arresting everyone who had attacked Nan Yuan's residence. Nan Yuan soon received the news, but at that moment, he had no time to worry about the courtyard.
"Councilor Nan Yuan, care to explain why Elder San Shang's grandson was at your place?" San Liang asked with a faint smile, looking at Nan Yuan teasingly.
Elder San Shang's eyes were red-rimmed. Deep in his gaze lay weariness and regret. He regretted becoming a councilor three times over, and regretted chasing power until his family was torn apart.
Times had changed. Once, no one dared offend a councilor. A single word from him could change the shape of a vast region of the starry sky, or make even Star Envoy Level powerhouses wary. Wherever he went, everyone looked up to him. It had caused him to lose sight of himself, becoming so intoxicated with power that he could not break free.
Relying on his prestige, he had risen to the councilor's seat time and again. No one had served as a councilor longer or more often than he had. He had made history in the Council.
But times had changed. The Sixth Continent had controlled him by simply sending someone, and then he had fallen under the control of Lu Yin, a junior, who had even used him to counter Nan