Wutan City was one of the lowest-ranked major cities in the Jia Ma Empire. Though called a major city, it was no more than a drop in the vast ocean when viewed from the perspective of the entire Dou Qi Continent.
Yet this unremarkable city had given rise to a legend in another timeline.
Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river-never scorn a young man for being poor.
To prevent this city from producing anyone who might affect the Xiao Clan's thousand-year undertaking, Xiao Yan's first objective upon arriving was to check for any remnants of the Hun Clan.
"What are the most powerful factions in Wutan City right now? Is there a Hun Family?"
In a bustling marketplace, Xiao Yan looked at the shifty-eyed man before him.
Wherever there were people, there was a world of intrigue. Whether in the Xiao Clan, Sacred Pill City, or this little Wutan City, any place with enough people always had those who made a living selling information.
"My lord, Wutan City currently has three great families: the Zhang Family, the Ao Ba Family, and the Jia Lie Family. There are some lesser factions as well, but none can compare to those three.
"As for a Hun Family, there isn't any sizable family by that name. Among the people surnamed Hun that I know of, the strongest is only a five-star Dou Zhe."
The man had initially dismissed Xiao Yan as a mere brat, but after Xiao Yan revealed a trace of his aura, a flattering smile appeared on his face.
"So even without the Xiao Clan, Wutan City still has the Zhang Family or Li Family to fill the gap." Xiao Yan nodded. "Where are these three great families right now?"
"Your timing is excellent, my lord.