Ji Cangming gazed at the somewhat unruly young man before him, and a deep weariness welled up inside him.
Candlelight flickered across Ji Cangming's worry-lined face.
Ever since this nephew of his had reached Foundation Establishment, he seemed to have grown increasingly arrogant and overbearing, often acting without regard for the consequences.
Sometimes, even Ji Cangming, his uncle, found him difficult to control, and the other cultivators in their faction had begun to hint at their dissatisfaction.
Ji Cangming thought to himself, Is Qing Chen someone you or I can afford to provoke now?
If this continued, there was no telling when his nephew's recklessness might drag him down into eternal damnation.
The situation was already as treacherous and unpredictable as shifting clouds and waves. The slightest misstep could leave him smashed to pieces.
Yet his nephew remained utterly oblivious and continued to do as he pleased, giving Ji Cangming no end of headaches.
Most importantly, Qing Chen's arrests this time had truly alarmed Ji Cangming.
Arresting a few people would have been one thing, but among those he had arrested happened to be someone with an extremely unusual identity.
This person's existence involved many secret connections and tangled interests.
If handled improperly, it could very well bring immeasurable disaster upon Ji Cangming.
Filled with regret, Ji Cangming silently reproached himself. I should never have softened for that moment, never have been the bird that stuck its head out, never have acted on my own initiative, and above all, never have harbored jealousy!
He struggled to steady his voice. "Ji Bochang, go visit Gao Yuliang and thank him. Prepare some congratulatory gifts and offer an apology. Put it on my account."
He hoped his nephew would follow his arrangements. That might leave considerable room to maneuver; they were all fellow