"What about it? You don't know either?"0

"I was only at the fifth stage of Qi-Refining when I joined Tianxiang Tower," Gu Caiyi replied with a hint of exasperation. "I spent my days dancing, not fighting. How would I know things like that?"0

"Hehe, weakling," Luo Chen said with a mocking smirk, earning himself an immediate glare from her.0

But soon, her expression softened, and she let out a quiet sigh.0

"I really do need to get better at combat techniques," she murmured. "The Poshan Gang isn't like Tianxiang Tower. There's no strong backing. No one knows when the next incident might happen."0

She was referring, of course, to the clash between two major gangs—an event that had left the streets bloodstained and even claimed the life of Broken Blade Xu Renke, a cultivator powerful enough to wield a fragment of an enchanted treasure. The Debate Platform still echoed with the memory of that day.0

In the grand sweep of Dahe Market's history, such events were not uncommon. Many factions had risen and fallen over the years. The Poshan Gang and Dajiang Gang had only come into prominence within the last century. Still…0

No backing?0

Luo Chen rubbed his chin thoughtfully. Was it really true that the Poshan Gang had no backing? Somehow, he doubted it. Things...0