Vice Principal Gao Zhiyun, too, was filled with emotion at that moment.
He had originally been a member of the Upper Capital Gao Lineage.
Now, the Upper Capital Gao Lineage no longer existed. The entire lineage had been clapped in irons and imprisoned; even those holding posts elsewhere had all been implicated and escorted back to the capital.
At present, his own household was the only fish in the entire Gao Lineage to have slipped through the net!
If Zuo Xiaoduo had not visited his home to examine its Feng Shui, read his face, and help him find a way out of the predicament, there was no telling what would have become of him now.
"Minister Nan ordered that my branch of the lineage must not return to Upper Capital for a hundred years."
"However, I've already made up my mind," Vice Principal Gao said. "I'll stay in Water City for the rest of my life. I'll do everything I can to atone through service and make what amends I can. Apart from paying respects to our ancestors, I have no wish to return to Upper Capital."
Gao Zhiyun still sighed repeatedly as he spoke.
"Upper Capital is a very strange place. As the center of power in the Flame Martial Empire, it has a peculiar atmosphere of its own... a magic that makes people lose themselves and forget their original intentions... So many lineages and factions in Upper Capital have followed one after another, repeating the same mistakes...
"Many meritorious lineages that initially enjoyed excellent relations with one another gradually grew distant over the generations, became competitors, and then stopped at nothing to target each other..."
"That is the magic of power. Without a sound or a trace, power can corrode a lineage until it is riddled with holes!