Deep within Langxuan City, inside a building.
The building had been erected temporarily. It was not tall, but it was quite large, serving as a meeting place for the leaders of the major Western Sea Tribes. Behind it were living quarters for whoever was currently in charge of Langxuan City.
Langxuan City had no laws, and its people came from every corner of the world. Their backers were either titans of the martial world like the Hongshan Gang or regional rulers like the various kings. To make everyone follow the rules and accept mediation when trouble arose, someone with unquestionable prestige had to preside here. Otherwise, this gathering could never have been held.
Night had deepened. Around the clean, simply furnished building, soldiers in leather armor patrolled with spears in hand.
Two lanterns hung in a courtyard at the rear. A figure stood beneath the eaves, carefully examining a sheet of paper.
The figure was exceptionally burly, dressed in black leather armor, and looked like a military commander. He wore no helmet, however, and his graying hair was tied with a headband. His eyebrows swept upward, sharp as swords. In the center of the room behind him lay a long-handled crescent blade, its blade engraved with qilin patterns that gave off a cold, dark gleam beneath the lamplight.
The territory of the Western Sea Tribes was vast and sparsely populated, with no shortage of hidden masters and reclusive experts. But as chief of the Gouchen Tribe and a Great Grandmaster, Sima Yue was undoubtedly the man who held sway over the Western Sea Tribes in this generation.
Had the Northern Liang Imperial Court not warned him, he would probably already have begun forging alliances with the various tribes, attempting to reunify the myriad tribes and become the new king of