From beginning to end, Fang Qianyuan had planned to "repair the plank road in the open while secretly crossing through Chencang."
The Expeditionary Corps was the bright piece exposed to view, while the chains of laws he lowered, the domain he built with them, and the special forest affected by his power were his hidden piece.
One in the open and one in the shadows, working in concert-they were stronger than fighting alone, no matter how one looked at it.
Now, the manpower and supplies amassed by the Expeditionary Corps far surpassed what they had possessed upon their initial arrival. The strength of his domain here already rivaled a sect's mountain-guarding grand formation. Moreover, nearly a year had passed, and unrest still lingered within the alliance. It was indeed time to achieve a breakthrough and give the various parties an accounting.
He immediately summoned Bai Aoxue again and asked, "How are things over at Cloud Summit Peak?"
Bai Aoxue said, "Ever since Whitebrow Ancestor broke the agreement and established the Jianshan Sect locally on Jianshan Mountain, King Mu has been visiting the various parties' residences frequently and meeting quite a few people. But Night King and the others have made no unusual moves, and the Profound Yin Sect seems to have resigned itself to its fate. They no longer discuss Yan Zhou."
What she had said could be summed up in four words: "calm winds, still waves."
Yet beneath that tranquil surface, undercurrents were surely surging.
Fortunately, the course of events was not for King Mu and the others to decide. Fang Qianyuan was in the prime of his life, his momentum at its height, and he was more than capable of keeping the situation under control. With that "accounting" added to the mix, everyone's hearts would turn toward unity,