The Capital.
The Guan Family.
White Garment had already left with Little White Tiger and Old Ninth.
Everyone was preparing for White Garment's Immortal Ascension two years later.
And Bai, Ding, and Yang had tacitly agreed not to pursue Chun Prefecture's crimes.
The final verdict, delivered with neither the defendants nor the plaintiff present, announced that Little White Tiger and Old Ninth would receive heavy sentences and be thrown into prison.
As for how long their sentences were or which prison would hold them, no one knew.
Any higher-up with a brain knew the trial was just a show. Even Old Ma, the victim, had not attended. Why should mere spectators like them take it seriously?
If they really exposed the charade, where would that leave Guotai Min'an's dignity?
Who would take responsibility if Old Ninth came knocking?
Chun Prefecture was no longer a minor force made up of reckless hotheads.
It was the Dragon Kingdom's newly risen fourth great clan, and widely acknowledged as the fiercest of the Four Great Clans.
What did a newly ascendant force want most?
To establish its might.
Anyone who provoked Chun Prefecture at a time like this would be bitten to death by Chun Prefecture and Overlord Stronghold in no time.
The Guan Family.
After a busy day, Old Man Guan dragged his weary body back to his study.
Another day of trading barbs with Yang Huaimin. This was hardly the first time the four of them had argued at major meetings and chatted at smaller ones.
"Dad." Guan Ming had already been waiting for a long time.
Holding a file, he stood respectfully in front of the desk.
The hot tea in the mug had just been brewed.
Although he was not his biological son, he was the only person who could