Chen Shi'an gave a light wave of his hand.
Ye Xicheng raised his head and asked quietly, "Just what cultivation realm are you at now?"
Ye Xicheng still vividly remembered that saber strike in the City Lord's Mansion's Council Hall a few days earlier. It had shaken and awed him deeply.
Chen Shi'an smiled faintly. "Just a little higher than you."
Ye Xicheng was about to ask more when Chen Shi'an lifted his eyelids slightly. "I only used sixty percent of my strength to kill Jiang Can."
At those words, Ye Xicheng shuddered, his pupils contracting sharply in disbelief.
Chen Shi'an changed the subject. "Forget about Tao Yaoyao of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion. There's no place for you in her heart. No matter how hard you try, it'll be in vain.
"More importantly, your cunning and strategies are still no match for hers."
Ye Xicheng opened his mouth, then stopped short of speaking.
Chen Shi'an continued, "Tao Yaoyao's maid, Cui Zhu, is a good girl. I have a fairly good impression of her.
"If you don't like her, find a chance to tell her frankly. Stop keeping her dangling."
Ye Xicheng visibly froze. "You're meddling in this too?"
Chen Shi'an asked in return, "Is this a matter concerning the Demon Hunting Camp?"
Ye Xicheng was at a loss for words.
Chen Shi'an lifted his eyelids slightly. "Although our City Lord and Xiang Chuxiong are paternal cousins, they're two different kinds of people. He won't play that game of using the City Guard Battalion to keep the Demon Hunting Camp in check anymore.
"Tian Wenguang is dead too. The entire atmosphere of Windrise Stronghold will undergo earth-shaking changes.
"The stronghold's circumstances have changed, and your thinking needs to change with them.
"Stop entertaining the idea that the commander of the Demon