Ao Yunfeng handled matters without leaving a single loose end.
Once their cooperation had been established, he sent someone to escort Ye Xiu back to the Heavenly Craftsmen Tribe's territory through another hidden passage.
Though everyone in the stone-gambling hall was still immersed in their dream of succeeding in one fell swoop, once word spread, people would likely start setting their sights on Ye Xiu at once.
Although they had not witnessed it firsthand, Ye Xiu had opened three mines in a row and made a fortune from every one of them. Even if they only needed a pretext, plenty of people would likely act for the sake of that pretext.
After all, in End City, rules were important—but often, not all that important.
With sufficient strength, many things could be done openly and without restraint.
Especially while Ye Xiu's reputation within the Heavenly Craftsmen Tribe had yet to fully ferment, End City was, for him, fraught with danger on every side.
But once he returned to the Heavenly Craftsmen Tribe, things became much simpler.
After all, within End City, every clan had its own stronghold. Directly attacking one was tantamount to declaring war, a matter where one tugged hair moved the whole body. Even the one seated high within the City Lord's Manor would not dare launch such a move lightly.
The conversation between Ye Xiu and Ao Yunfeng did not take long. When he returned, he happened to find Nie Qing and the others discussing matters in the main hall.
Seeing Ye Xiu arrive, Nie Qi, seated in the place of honor, waved his hand. The people in the hall immediately fell silent and stood solemnly.
"The Heavenly Craftsmen Tribe is deeply grateful!"
Nie Qi gave a deep bow, undisguised gratitude written across his stern face.
"The Heavenly