"No need. I'll handle things here. Jin Province needs you more."
"Once matters here are settled, I'll go to Jin Province too."
None of the provinces under heaven were peaceful. In truth, it made little difference where they went.
Feng Xiu had thought it through as well. Since the two of them had long intended to settle in Jin Province,
they might as well make preparations early, so they would have a way out if the situation in Cloud Province spiraled out of control.
"All right, I'll listen to you. If there's so much as a rustle of wind in the grass here, I'll hurry straight back."
Feng Xiu had made up his mind. Knowing his temperament, Zhou Gang did not try to persuade him further.
Feng Xiu murmured his agreement, after which Zhou Gang and Feng Ao headed to the Chu Family.
Feng Shouzhuo accompanied Han Che in managing the Feng Clan's businesses and handling the tax collection.
He had now taken over some of the work. Though he still stumbled along, he was doing considerably better than before.
The hall emptied.
Feng Xiu remained seated, thoughts rising in his mind.
A falling leaf revealed autumn. He could tell that the Embroidered Uniform Directorate's actions this time were highly abnormal.
With the formidable enemy of the Demon God Palace before them, it would have been one thing if both sides truly meant to resist it together.
Yet now, they were plainly fighting among themselves.
"Is something troubling you, Young Master Feng?" Beside him, Zhou Xiao gently poured Feng Xiu a cup of tea.
Feng Xiu sighed softly. "I'm wondering whether we can hold on to this year's grain."
Then he looked up at her. Worry also lingered between Zhou Xiao's brows.
"The Embroidered Uniform Directorate has momentum on its