Aaron had no intention of making his move on the day of the birthday banquet.
He wanted Cao Hongyan dead before she turned sixty-five!
Cough, cough...
All right, in truth, he had always been cautious in his dealings. There would be people coming and going on the day of the birthday banquet, with far too many variables!
What if several guests who were masters of transformed force showed up? That would be even more troublesome.
Though turning a joyous occasion into a funeral did carry a certain thrill of revenge, Aaron still decided that there was no time like the present. He would act tonight!
Night fell.
Within the Cao Family's small courtyard.
Cao Baojin, Nie Renlong, and Cao Shao sat drinking beneath the moon.
"Come, come, Brother Nie... please."
Cao Baojin looked at Nie Renlong, then at his own younger sister, a faint smile curling across his lips.
He knew his own circumstances best. Though the outside world claimed he had hopes of becoming a master, those hopes were exceedingly slim.
And the Cao Family's so-called "Eight Steeds" were mostly just mutual flattery—far from worthy of their reputation!
It seemed the old matriarch of his family intended to forge ties with the great families beyond the prefecture, especially with Nie Renlong!
This man had been extraordinarily gifted from birth, with astonishing bones and innate talent. He had received instruction from famous masters since childhood, and his family background supported the expenses of martial training.
He had already perfected dark force at twenty-two. Before thirty, he would certainly attain transformed force. He was a truly thick thigh to cling to!
If his younger sister Cao Shao could join him in a joyous union, the Cao Family's wealth and glory could be secured for another twenty years!
Thus, Cao Baojin