One day later.
At the Guan Residence.
Big shots from across the country gathered under one roof.
The elders who normally stayed behind closed doors all made an appearance.
They came for both the Dragon Kingdom and White Garment.
The heads of the four great families, the Qin Family, the old lady of the Shanhe Four Prefectures, the Pao Ge Society, the Raft Gang, and everyone from the southwest assembled.
It was a gathering unseen in a hundred years.
Unlike the Western forces, each harboring their own ulterior motives, the Dragon Kingdom had quickly united under the Guan Family's leadership.
Inside the spacious Guan Family hall, Guotai Min'an chatted with the elders from the Ji Family, Purple Gold, and the Gu Family.
A voice rang out from outside. "Little White Tiger of Chun Prefecture, accompanied by Old Ninth, requests an audience with the commander!"
Whoosh!
The Guan Residence, still bustling a moment earlier, instantly fell silent.
Everyone, from the Dragon Kingdom's foremost families to Tian Bo, the Chang Family, and the other forces, turned toward the entrance.
Little White Tiger stood imposingly outside in a neat black suit, his white hair tied into a small braid.
Old Ninth wore a red suit, his long crimson hair hanging loose, sunglasses perched on his forehead, a cigarette between his lips, and both hands in his pockets.
One was wild and untamable; the other exuded domineering arrogance.
Everyone, Tian Bo included, involuntarily drew a deep breath.
The auras of those two... were already approaching True Nine Awakenings.
Compared with Little White Tiger's last visit to the capital, the strength he displayed this time had already touched the ceiling of combat power.
The last time we met... they were only at six awakenings... Bitterness welled up in Tian Bo.
Yun Fei calmly took a