Misham was cultivating back in his courtyard. His old bones no longer ached since his foundation had settled but his progress back to his peak was murky at best. Still, his physical strength hardly changed.
His spiritual foundation may have fallen but his body retained its power. Such a strange situation was the best result considering what he went through.
He would have to step down as leader of the city yet that was not a thing to happen quickly. The entire situation was still chaotic. Those that reunited were in no rush to let go of loved ones while those that lost family and friends wanted a proper mourning period.
The issue came from the outsiders. There were several Apprentice Tiers that sneered at him being in charge as he was only a Radiant Tier. If not for the fact the mansion still answered to him with its own Apprentice and Journeyman Tiers, things could have gotten ugly.
