Fishing

"When I returned, Dai Weisi had already been assigned to a position with little real authority. Recently, he was even being sent to the frontier. That essentially removed him from the struggle for the throne."

"So, up to now, he has behaved himself in every way, right?" Tang Liu said.

"That's right." Dai Mubai nodded, then asked somewhat puzzledly, "What is it, Xiao Liu? Are you worried he might pose some threat to me? Even if he makes some small moves, it won't be a problem. The succession to the throne is already a foregone conclusion. No matter how much he struggles, he can't stir up any waves, so you don't need to worry."

Tang Liu smiled faintly. "A centipede does not die when crushed. Let's just see if we can catch a fish."

Dai Mubai was still somewhat confused, but he keenly sensed that something was about to happen.

Just as he was about to ask, Tang Liu pushed him forward.

"Enough of that. Let's go check out the auction! Haven't there been any Soul Bones lately? As the biggest owner of the Starlight Auction House, don't tell me you don't even know that much insider information?"

Late at night.

Even a bustling metropolis like Star Luo City would fall completely silent at a certain hour of the night.

After all, the concept of a "night market" did not yet exist on Douluo Continent at this time.

Thus, people generally still lived by the routine of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

The silence of the night just happened to give those with ulterior motives an opportunity.

The gate of a certain private residence slowly opened at this time.

Someone slowly poked half his body out, his head furtively surveying the surroundings.

Only after confirming that the