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The Tuoba Clan had truly organized Tuoba Feng's wedding on the scale reserved for the clan's most outstanding disciples, so they had invited no small number of people.
They had invited people from the major Northwest tribes, as well as some respected independent cultivators in the Northwest and certain other inconspicuous yet friendly factions.
Thus, word of this matter had spread far and wide. Su Xin was certain that it would not only draw the competition of these Northwest Alien Tribes; even the Martial Arts World of the Central Plains would likely interfere.
Not to mention anything else, the martial arts factions near the Northwest Circuit might very well send people over to get a share of the pie once they heard the news.
The tribes of the Northwest Circuit were indeed xenophobic, but before profit, would they still remain united against outsiders? That was hard to say.
Su Xin did not delay. He directly said to Huang Bingcheng, "Write down the details of this matter and send it to Shengjing City as quickly as possible."
With such a major matter at hand, the Imperial Court would surely be interested in getting involved.
However, Great Zhou had not yet stabilized, and numerous experts had to remain behind as a precaution. Who the Imperial Court could send was still unknown.
Still, this had to be reported. Zhang Zhongye had simply been too greedy, and in the end, he had played himself to death.
After discovering the oddities involved, he had not thought to inform the Imperial Court. Instead, he had insisted on swallowing all the benefits himself.
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