The two sat down cross-legged. Using the tea powder Wang Yueheng had left behind last time, Lin Hui poured it into the teapot, added water, and set it to boil.
March weather still carried a touch of returning spring chill. Little insects had begun to stir, flitting around the pavilion, only to be swept away by a faint breeze when Lin Hui stirred his inner force.
"But with a single word from the temple master, too much could be salvaged... Lady Xiao Xiao has now broken through to become a God Official. Within Yugong, she has truly entered the middle and upper ranks. At a status like mine, a single word can decide one's future fate. If she truly means to target me..." Yan Wanqiu sighed after sitting down.
"Is it really that exaggerated? Can a God Official's authority affect the Chen Family Main Clan?" Lin Hui asked in surprise, gesturing for her to sit as well. The two settled down in the pavilion.
He had grown rather fond of receiving guests here, brewing tea as they chatted.
"The three families of the Inner City are joined branch to branch, their roots intertwined and permeating one another. Above Yugong's God Officials, there are only three levels: the Great God Official, the elders, and the Palace Masters and deputy Palace Masters. Within the Inner City, they are true powerhouses capable of governing a region of millions. Even with my top-tier talent, it would take me at least ten years to reach that step. And that time is too long—so long that there are far too many uncertainties. No one knows what might happen along the way."
Yan Wanqiu continued, "So in theory, although my talent is top-tier and on the same level as your elder sister's, first, I do not have