Around ten at night, Rage Village.
Hundreds of small Ferrying Boats crowded together near the dock, letting the waves batter them and the fierce winds rock them.
With a great battle looming, many players who had joined the Six Village Faction felt anxious and excited. Unable to sleep at all that night, they had all come here to watch.
An hour earlier, the Heads of the Six Families had finished talking with the players' leaders and settled on a detailed plan for attacking Seven Families Town.
When the morning sun rose tomorrow, these densely packed Ferrying Boats would fill with people and charge toward the "Finale Battlefield."
It was destined to be a sleepless night. The dock bustled with activity as the six families each prepared their killing weapons.
Inside the East House at the Gao Residence.
Wearing a Chinese-style silk nightgown, half his hair white, Gao Jiansheng tirelessly "pruned" the Nine-Curve Azure Cloud Bamboo standing in the Nether River Treasure Vase.
Whenever the little bamboo leaves were clipped off, they never fell to the floor. Instead, they dissolved into drifting specks of starlight, while the clipped branches and leaves grew back in the blink of an eye.
Thus, what Gao Jiansheng was doing seemed more like a futile act of venting, releasing feelings he found difficult to share with anyone.
"Creak."
The door opened, and Butler Liu stepped inside. "Master, I've just returned from the dock. The boats are nearly ready, and everyone has assembled. We can depart on time first thing tomorrow."
Sitting cross-legged on the floor, Gao Jiansheng studied the Nine-Curve Azure Cloud Bamboo through narrowed eyes. "Mm, understood."
After a moment's hesitation, Butler Liu added, "Master... as you instructed, Miss's remains have been buried in the mountains."
Gao Jiansheng's movements stiffened at those words. "Thank you