"Senior, as the Prefect Lord of Tiandu, it is only right that you reclaim control of Heavenly Capital. But now that its great authority has fallen into the hands of conspirators, I fear taking it back will be no easy task."
"I wonder... is there anything this junior can help with?"
Su Shi'er immediately spoke up, making his stance clear to Ye Tianling as he asked.
"Rest assured. Just wait here in peace. They are merely a pack of clowns leaping about on the stage. Since I have escaped, I naturally have a way to deal with them."
With his hands clasped behind his back, Ye Tianling spoke lightly, looking entirely as though victory lay in the palm of his hand.
His reaction left Su Shi'er, who had already prepared to make a move, momentarily stunned.
Could it be... that he had measured a gentleman's heart with a petty man's yardstick?
As Su Shi'er quietly muttered to himself, Yin Qingxue beside him looked at his father with a face full of worry.
"Father, your strength is naturally not something your daughter worries about. But Uncle has controlled Heavenly Capital for many years, and his strength cannot be underestimated either."
"With Father alone, I fear..."
Yin Qingxue trailed off.
In his view, his father's strength was certainly formidable. Yet after Heavenly Capital's development over so many years, everyone's strength had improved considerably. His uncle in particular, the current Prefect Lord of Tiandu, had controlled an astonishing amount of cultivation resources over the years.
There was simply no way to predict how far his strength had now advanced.
"What? You have so little confidence in your father?" Ye Tianling asked with a smile.
Yin Qingxue hurriedly shook his head. "Of course not. Your daughter merely feels that this matter should be approached