Ji Liuyun left the White Pagoda heavy with worry.
His agreement with Ye Xiu appeared to be merely a request for him to stay behind and stand watch for a while, but in truth, it was asking him, in a sense, to choose a side.
He sat securely in the position of Radiant Thunder Sect's sect master because the cultivators beneath him still needed him to handle practical matters. But that did not mean those people would truly concentrate all authority in Ji Liuyun's hands.
The moment the timing was right, they would replace him.
Precisely because he understood this clearly, Ji Liuyun had always been secretly cultivating cultivators loyal to his own side, even going so far as to forge ties with the Alliance.
And Ye Xiu had not disappointed him either.
The Academy's gates had been thrown open. Though Ji Liuyun's descendants had not made much of a name for themselves there over the past two years, they had dutifully learned everything they were supposed to learn.
Now, both his elder and younger sons had independently led teams beyond the sect to open up new sources of income for the family. His eldest son had even opened a weapons trade route connecting to Southern Province this year.
Seeing that his younger son was also about to emerge, under normal circumstances, Ji Liuyun should have sent him to the Alliance.
He would conceal his name and identity, then establish a new household from scratch.
Under normal circumstances, even if the relationship between Radiant Thunder Sect and the Alliance deteriorated afterward, his younger son could still safely build up the family here.
Yet Ye Xiu's words had directly thrown Ji Liuyun's original plans into disarray.
In his view, what he needed to do now was wait calmly for the youngsters