Please recommend! Thanks to reader Mo Nian for the tip. Chen Xun paused for a moment, then drained his cup. The fiery fumes of the liquor seemed to carry away his earlier sharpness as well.
He set down his cup. "Uncle Rulong, now that you've successfully broken through, the rules dictate that you must step down as steward of the Chang'an Great Soul Arena."
Ma Tianyang and Ma Rulong instinctively straightened their backs.
Ma Rulong nodded calmly. "You're quite right, A Xun. To tell you the truth, I only had two or three years left in my term anyway. The clan had already intended for me to step down during this transition."
"Before I came here, Big Brother and I agreed that, whether I succeeded or not, I would relinquish the position of steward and let Soul Fighting City choose another capable successor."
He looked at Chen Xun. "A Xun, since you've brought this up, do you have any thoughts-on a successor?"
Chen Xun smiled faintly, his fingers tapping lightly against the edge of the stone table. "I wouldn't call them thoughts. I merely feel that, Uncle Rulong, with you stepping down as a Titled Douluo, your recommendation would carry weight-far more weight than usual."
"The Soul Fighting City Elder Council will surely give your recommendation greater consideration. Naturally, this has a bearing on our subsequent arrangements in Chang'an-"
"-and how we position ourselves there."
Ma Rulong understood at once. "Then, my worthy nephew, do you have someone in mind? Please speak freely. Our Ma Family will do everything we can to make it happen."
This was using his departure as an opportunity to maintain a reliable presence at the crucial juncture of Chang'an for the Chen Clan-or rather, for the new alliance of the "Three Great Families plus the