Wang Buwu knew he could not win a war of words against Li Qingxian. "Don't forget Flower Sea Tower tonight. Bai Ge and Qiu Ye are both going, and I invited two other friends who took the Azure Cloud Examination with us."
"They're all from the martial cultivator nobility?"
"They're all from fallen households," Wang Buwu said with a self-mocking laugh.
"By the way, how did your matter turn out?" Li Qingxian asked.
Han Anbo exchanged glances with Yu Ping and Zheng Gaojue, and the three of them moved a short distance away.
Wang Buwu let out a breath. "My family offended some elders. They originally could not be bothered with me, but their sons and grandsons had their eyes on what little wealth my household had left, and wanted to teach me a lesson while they were at it. When the grandsons asked their grandfathers for my family's remaining assets, how could the grandfathers refuse to act? Fortunately, Grandpa Wu has now become the standard-bearer for nobles and martial cultivators. His standing is even greater than before. He put in a word for me, and the matter passed. Unless something unexpected happens, I should be safe from now on."
"And that's it?" Li Qingxian asked in surprise.
Wang Buwu shook his head. "You're not one of the nobility, so you don't understand the tricks of this world. Put it this way: I only managed to preserve the little foundation my family had left because I had the support of elders like Grandpa Wu, and because I truly suffered under their torment. If it were an ordinary household, especially merchants who became rich overnight, they would have no choice but to obediently hand over their property and flee to another land. Why do so many newly risen nobles run off