The fine rain fell steadily, clouds shrouding the sky above the Cui Family.
Li Fan rode his horse into the Cui Family estate. He raised his gaze, and ahead lay a grand avenue. Further beyond, rows of towering structures stretched high, with palatial buildings looming in the distance.
The grandeur of the elite family was palpable. This was the first time Li Fan truly felt it.
Though Li Mountain was one of the top forces in the Da Li Dynasty, its grandeur could not rival that of the Cui Family before him.
On the broad avenue ahead, a line of men wielding spears sprinted toward them. Though still distant, their overwhelming vitality surged forth like a wave.
This was merely the Cui Family's outermost area, and those sprinting figures were only the estate's peripheral guards.
Li Fan and his companion did not halt and continued riding forward. Soon, they met these figures. The horses under them neighed sharply, startled by the guards' intense vitality.
