"Foster Father, what on earth is going on?!" Shao Xing asked anxiously, disregarding his manners.
"Someone is targeting our Xuanqing Sect!" Long Zaitian took a fierce drag on his cigar, his face twitching slightly with a menacing look. "I got the news this morning from above. Two days ago, the Xuandu Discipline Department received evidence of transactions between Xuanqing Sect and officials in Jinyin City. Initially, this matter could have been intercepted midway, but for some reason, it went directly to the big shots. Last night the high authority held an overnight meeting, and word has it that they might come down hard on this!"
Shao Xing collapsed onto a chair, his face ashen. Though arrogant, he understood that facing the country's power, the Xuanqing Sect would have nowhere to hide! But was he really going to give up like this?!
"Foster Father, who did this? Who has the ability to gather so much evidence?"
