Returning Home in Splendor

Standing downstairs from his former residence, Xiao Ying's expression changed several times, his thoughts churning like storm-tossed waves.

He had to admit that the Fang Family's organizations and Otherworld forces were indeed powerful. At the very least, the speed at which information and orders moved was countless times greater than that of Forging the Sacred Court.

How long had it been since the system update?

Forget Xiao Ying's three homes—now even the entirety of Ancheng had drawn attention. At least one regiment had even driven straight to Ancheng's outskirts, merely refraining from entering the city.

Before Forging the Sacred Court was carried out, seeing even one outsider in Ancheng was a rarity, like spotting some exotic beast. Now, simply traveling between his three homes, Xiao Ying had seen thousands of outsiders. On average, out of every ten people Jian Shang encountered, three or four were outsiders, while another three or four harbored ulterior motives. Only one or two were ordinary passersby.

"Was this really necessary? It seemed he had still underestimated the identity and standing of Huan King Jian Shang! How long had it been since the system update? Ancheng was probably livelier than the Ancient Xia capital by now!"

Amid his alarm and anger, Xiao Ying felt bitterness well up in his heart.

Of course, it was also possible that most of the people in Ancheng had been arranged there long ago, rather than suddenly appearing because of the system update.

"Go in? Leave? Go in? Leave..."

Xiao Ying's heart was wracked by conflict, and he could not make up his mind.

One thing was certain: if Xiao Ying turned around and left Ancheng now, then amid the vast sea of people—and with his Innate Illusory God Record—never mind the other factions, even the Fang Family's organizations would be