The True Canghai

Yang Guyun braced himself on his spear and stood, then walked toward the next teleportation ring below.

This was the result of the two of them challenging the tower.

Canghai Tower only displayed the current highest floor, and as for Yang Guyun, no one outside knew which floor he was on now.

Not even he himself knew.

Outside the tower.

Dantai Canglan stood on a reef at the cliff top, his gaze fixed on the ninety-ninth-floor ring of light flickering on the tower. Yet the corner of his mouth lifted in a faint smile.

At some point, Lu Qinghou had walked up behind him.

"Boss, do you think they can reach the top?"

Dantai Canglan did not answer at once, staring at the top of the tower.

Two young men who were not even Soul Saints were shattering, step by step, everything the people of Canghai City thought they knew.

"I don't know," Dantai Canglan replied. "But I do know one thing."

"What thing?" Lu Qinghou pressed curiously.

"I'm afraid I may finally get to take a break."

Lu Qinghou froze for a moment, then could not help laughing too.

After laughing, Lu Qinghou quieted down.

"Boss, are you planning to wash your hands of this?"

Dantai Canglan raised an eyebrow. He said nothing, but gave Lu Qinghou a deeply meaningful look.

Lu Qinghou folded his arms across his chest, a teasing edge at the corner of his mouth. "Let me state this first. I know those two boys. Their ability goes without saying, and their temperaments are steady as anything. Naturally, they'd be capable of serving as City Lord. But if you hand the position over to them, where am I supposed to put this old face of mine, almost sixty years old? If I really end up being