Land was worth its weight in gold in Shendu. The Overlord Residence's temporary palace could not possibly be as spacious as the King Zhao Residence, and the imperial family had countless rules—one careless move could cross a red line. Thus, this residence was proper and conventional in every respect, strictly observing ritual law.
Put simply, the rear courtyard was not large. Xiang Yuan reached Xiao Lingyan's little courtyard after only a short walk.
Only upon entering did he understand what Xiao Lingyue had meant by cultivation.
The spacious room was piled full of all manner of heavenly treasures. Xiang Yuan picked up the gift list laid on the table and swept his eyes over it. The vast majority of those who had sent gifts bore the surname Xiao.
The four grandmasters of the Xiao Clan had been the most lavish, with Xiao Feng firmly topping the rankings. On the surface, his gift matched those of his three brothers, but behind their backs, he had secretly raised the price and sent two additional gifts without their knowledge.
Xiang Yuan did not recognize a single one of the many other Xiao Clan descendants.
It did not matter if he did not recognize them. It was enough to know they were good people.
Someone-or-other had once said that when you reached a sufficient height, you would find yourself surrounded by good people, everyone wearing a pleasant expression.
Xiang Yuan declared that his brainpower was limited and he could not remember so many good people. Xiang Yuan could only remember bad ones. With a casual flick, he sent the gift list into the void and told Xiao Feng to investigate exactly which villains had corrupted Shendu's moral climate.
It was because of these vermin that the Shendu Xiao Clan's reputation had gone downhill like