Qimu City.
Over the past few days, word of what had happened at the Misty Cloud Sect had spread and evolved, reaching even the western border. Now, in this bustling little city, the news was passing from mouth to mouth.
At that moment, an old man entered one of the city's larger restaurants.
"Third Master Xiao, you're here. Please, come inside."
Recognizing the old man as a regular, the waiter hurried to greet him. His call also drew the attention of several patrons, setting them talking.
"Is that Xiao Jin, the Third Elder of the Xiao Clan, whose entire clan moved here six months ago?"
"That's right. The Xiao Clan is domineering. As soon as they entered Qimu City, they swallowed up the Lin Family to seize their territory."
"The Lin Family had a Da Dou Shi too, but unfortunately, the Xiao Clan has four. How could the Lin Family possibly stand against them? Now, only the Gusu Family can contend with them in Qimu City."
"The Xiao Clan clearly has what it takes to establish themselves in a major city. Who knows why they moved their entire clan to our remote little Qimu City? What a strange business."
Inside the restaurant, people leaned close and whispered among themselves, but none dared look Xiao Jin directly in the eye. In Qimu City, a Da Dou Shi represented the pinnacle of fighting strength. As one of the Xiao Clan's four Da Dou Shi, Xiao Jin naturally commanded tremendous respect.
As usual, Xiao Jin headed straight for the private room he regularly reserved. However, the restaurant rang with noisy conversation, most of it about what had happened at the Misty Cloud Sect a few days earlier. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.
"Hey, have you heard about what happened at the