"Privately trafficking cultivation resources is a grave taboo of the imperial court. And you chose to trade during the year's end—aren't you afraid the court's blade will be laid across your necks?"
On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the first heavy snow drifted down.
Early that morning, inside a stone house in the mountains, a gloomy-faced man stared at the warrior dressed like a wealthy squire before him, his expression growing uglier as he spoke in rapid succession:
"Last time, I told you to secretly place the couplets in Zheng Pandao's and Wang Wusheng's residences, watch the court's reaction, and only then make a decision."
"But you couldn't even handle such a trivial matter. You simply let it fizzle out, lost two men, and left."
"Fortunately, in the past few months, the court has shown no further reaction. It seems the plan was not exposed because of that. You narrowly escaped a disaster."
"So why are you still so blind this time, insisting on making this deal on New Year's Eve, when there are the most people around?"
As the gloomy man spoke, his expression darkened further upon his long, narrow face. "Don't tell me you think Thirteen Linked Docks is so desperately starved for cultivation resources that we'll snatch at food without choosing?"
"What are you saying, Third Stronghold Master? Thirteen Linked Docks' strength is plain for all under heaven to see. Stronghold Master Guo's innate strength has shaken the world."
Hearing the gloomy man's words, the warrior dressed like a wealthy squire hurriedly clasped his fists and replied politely, "You and your remaining eleven brothers are all at the late stage of the Spirit Aperture Realm. The Four Symbols Eight Trigrams Formation you form is renowned throughout the martial world. Who has not heard of