Outside the Autumn Rain Pavilion, misty rain blanketed the world.0

The Xingyi Gang was engaged in a fierce battle with the Pinghu Association. After Sha Seven’s people joined the fray, the Pinghu Association suffered a crushing defeat and fled in all directions.0

Wei Zicai did not stay long.0

It was unclear whether or not he thought of killing Zhao Changhe to silence him, but it seemed that when he saw Han Wubing, who was fiercely glaring at him from Zhao Changhe’s side, and the mysterious Fire Serpent of Yi, he ultimately did not dare to act rashly. He merely said softly, “When I return, I will plead guilty to the bureau chief and resign.”0

Zhao Changhe did not say anything and let him leave.0

“Ahem,” Sha Seven cleared his throat and walked over. “Well, Wei Zicai’s departure does not affect the deal we agreed on, right?”0

“Yes,” Zhao Changhe replied indifferently without even looking at him. “Actually, there’s nothing else we need to do. If you can’t control Sword Lake City with the situation it is in right now, then you would be disappointing Ying Five, no?”0

“This city is simple, but what about the lake? We’re not that interested...0