Wild Goose Peak City, City Lord's Manor.
The newly appointed city lord, "Feng Wenshu," flipped through the account books, growing more speechless with every page.
Three days ago, Xiang Yuan had laid out the facts and reasoned things through at the Feng residence. With his refined and amiable swordsmanship, he successfully convinced everyone and seized the position of family head.
With him as the big brother leading the way, everyone had been thoroughly convinced. The entire Feng residence wept tears of joy; some were so excited they outright fainted.
Now this was what it meant to have the people's support!
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For three days straight, Xiang Yuan held modest banquets at the Feng residence. On the first day, he celebrated becoming family head; on the second, he celebrated becoming city lord; on the third, he celebrated his thirty-second birthday ahead of schedule.
Next door was Feng Jiahe's grand feast. The guests finished one table and moved on to another, all the while grumbling that they truly could not eat another bite.
It was not that they physically could not eat anymore. The real problem was that their money pouches could not take it. What decent person raked in money like this? Whoever did so had absolutely no shame.
In just three days, rumors sprang up all over Wild Goose Peak City. No one knew where this blunt truth had come from, but everyone said that before Feng Wenshu had even served a year as the new city lord, Wild Goose Peak City would have its skies scraped three feet higher.
Xiang Yuan remained unmoved. Xiang Yuan was shameless—no, Feng Wenshu's reputation had gone rotten. What did that have to do with Xiang Wentian?
Li Xianyuan had not even said a word yet!
The Feng family head was also the