Several more days passed after the incident at Lotus Listening Pavilion in Xia Garden.
During this time, the Liu-Zhao Clans seemed to have fallen into silence. No matter what moves the Wang Clan made, they endured and endured again. It was as though they had suddenly become two wounded tigers lying low in the shadows, licking their wounds and waiting to seize the right moment for a lethal retaliation against the Wang Clan.
With Wang Shouzhe's methods, naturally, he would not miss such an excellent opportunity for development. Wave after wave of publicity campaigns spread continuously throughout the Ping'an Town region.
Using hired propagandists while stirring up a great many spontaneous supporters, they swiftly spread the full cause and effect of that battle outside the Wang Clan Main Residence, as well as the differing performances of the three great clans, across all of Ping'an Town.
A battle of public opinion! A battle of propaganda!
Many commoners began speaking of it with relish, passing down the Wang Clan's history from mouth to mouth: the tale of Ancestor Zhouxuan leading his clansmen south to reclaim wilderness and establish Ping'an Town, and the tale of Ancestor Zhouxuan's heroic sacrifice while resisting the fifth-rank Fierce Beast, the Golden-Winged Sun-Swallowing Tiger.
Many of those who had personally experienced that great disaster fifty years ago had already passed away. Even among those still alive, most had been children at the time, or had no clear memories and knew nothing of the true circumstances.
Under the Wang Clan's massive publicity offensive, Ping'an Town's twenty thousand citizens—
Only then gradually came to understand that Ping'an Town had originally been opened up by Ancestor Zhouxuan of the Wang Clan, who had led his people and spent nearly a century developing it. The Liu Clan and Zhao Clan had merely