Elsewhere.
Northern district, Zhao family villa.
Unlike the relaxed ease with which the other families sat on the sidelines and watched the fire from across the river, the atmosphere in the Zhao family's living room was noticeably more solemn.
Watching his eldest nephew enjoy the attentions of beautiful women before him.
Zhao Jiutang frowned deeply. After pondering for a long while, he finally could not help but speak.
"Wanliang, that boy will become a new noble in less than a month. It's truly too bizarre.
If he really chooses to establish his temple in the northern district, then my Zhao family will bear the brunt of it.
When the time comes, the other three families, along with those few new nobles in the northern district, will all be itching to watch us fight like dragons and tigers..."
Before he could finish, Zhao Wanliang raised a hand and cut him off.
"Enough, Second Uncle. What exactly are you panicking about? You are, after all, the head of our Zhao family. Is it appropriate for you to fear a mere new noble?"
Zhao Jiutang's old face reddened. He sighed. "Wasn't I just thinking for the Zhao family's sake..."
"Second Uncle, you underestimate the Zhao family too much." Zhao Wanliang chuckled, a trace of mockery flashing through his eyes. "Do you think Lord God of Wealth can truly suppress Zhao God of Wealth? Or do you think King Yama's influence can surpass that of the Longevity Star? You must understand—personal capability and temple business have never been the same thing."
Zhao Jiutang's brow remained furrowed. After a moment of silence, he nodded. "That may be true, but... ah, forget it. The Zhao family is ultimately yours to lead. Your Second Uncle is only here to assist you. Whichever way you say we go,