"So what do we do now?"
Xiao Yi Xian asked softly, a trace of coldness flashing in her eyes.
Whoever dared attack Chu Zhou had already signed their own death warrant.
"If you need the Mittel Family to intervene, that can be arranged," Luo Lin said from beside them.
She certainly could not speak for the Mittel Family, but as a guard they had raised from childhood, she knew how they operated.
Given the value and potential Chu Zhou had shown, even the Mo Clan had taken the initiative to befriend him. The Mittel Family would undoubtedly keep increasing their investment in him.
With the Mittel Family's strength, helping deal with the Duanmu Family would be easy.
"There's no need for all that trouble, or for me to owe anyone a favor." Chu Zhou shook his head calmly. "If we were dealing with the Mo Clan, I'd have to put some thought and effort into it. They have several Dou Ling experts, after all, and the Misty Cloud Sect backing them. I'd probably need the Mittel Family's help."
"But to deal with the Duanmu Family, we can simply let the Mo Clan act. I won't even need to ask. All we need to do is send an accurate account of what happened here back to Salt City."
"With a fully justified reason to act, even the Imperial Family won't have much to say. The Mo Clan won't hold back."
Take revenge on the Duanmu Family?
Chu Zhou did not need to lift a finger himself.
He knew perfectly well how valuable an Alchemist's status was. Influence and connections were his greatest weapons.
As someone from Huaxia who had read The Art of War and the Thirty-Six Stratagems, he naturally knew how to turn others' strength to his advantage, pit one