Ji City.
This city, with its straight streets and square blocks, where everything was orderly and arranged just so, had stood in Great Marsh Prefecture for many years.
They said it hadn't always been this way. It had been orderly, certainly, but not so demanding as it was now, as if every last detail had to be symmetrical.
But few people could say for sure what it had been like before.
The subtle changes in a city were hard to notice for those living within it. People simply accepted them, little by little, and gradually grew accustomed to them.
As for outsiders...
Aside from when the Seven Star Tower Secret Realm opened, few outsiders ever came to Ji City.
Of all the top-tier sects in Great Qi, the Great Marsh Tian Clan was the most closed off. Everyone knew why.
Ever since the person whose name people dared not speak had moved into Fubi Tower, there had been less and less talk about the city—and about Fubi Tower itself.
What was there to talk about?
If you wanted to die, you didn't have to go looking for a madman.
If you were determined to die, you could at least choose a more comfortable way.
Tian Xili, clan head of the Tian Clan and Marquis of Gaochang, was in Linzi for the grand ceremony. Tian Huanwen, the clan's other Divine Presence expert, was overseas overseeing affairs.
Yet all of Ji City continued to run as quietly and monotonously as ever, without the slightest disturbance.
Because that person... hated disturbances.
Political savvy and administrative ability aside, the officials of Ji City needed to know only two things. First, it was best not to make trouble for that person. Second, it was best not to be trouble yourself.
That person dealt with problems