Asian City, City Lord's Mansion.
"Dead?"
A tall, middle-aged man with a full beard coldly stared at his subordinate.
This man was none other than Li Zekai's father—Li Tianba.
"Who killed him?"
The messenger respectfully reported the whole story to Li Tianba.
Li Tianba listened to the report and snorted coldly.
"Useless wretch. He fell for this woman 20 years ago, and he fell for her again 20 years later. Truly pathetic."
"Most importantly, this idiot died within my city limits. He's completely disgraced me."
He showed no sadness whatsoever; in fact, he continued to hurl insults at Li Zekai.
But insults aside, he still had to put on a show.
Although someone killed Li Zekai legally and without proper justification, and shouldn't be held responsible,
this was his territory. If he didn't show some remorse, he'd become the laughingstock of others.
The thought alone made him grieve, more so than the death of his son.
"Where are they now?"
"Reporting to the City Lord, they are currently at the Dragon Alliance."
Li Tianba slowly stood up, lit a cigar, put on a coat, and walked out.
"Call some men, I'm going to see this woman."
...
Dragon Alliance, backyard.
Fang Xian parted ways with Hankku and the others after leaving the Alliance War area.
He returned to the Dragon Alliance with the women and moved directly into the backyard where Wu Lingtian lived.
The members of the Dragon Alliance tacitly understood this, tacitly acknowledging Fang Xian as the leader of the Dragon Alliance, and that living in the backyard was only natural. It was also reasonable for Wu Lingtian to become the leader's wife.
Two months later, "Divine Stone Mountain" would open. To help his wives reach level 500 as quickly as possible, he sent Yukino, Qinglong, and Suzaku, who were also level 500, to farm "Slaughter Scrolls."
Wu Lingtian, along with Hancock and Medusa, was to take over the Western Alliance's industries and redeploy personnel.
He lay on his bed, took out his acquired storage ring, and began to inventory it.
There were 1.01 million Universal Stones, 308 Communication Cellphones, 371 Black Skill Books, 1156 Blue Skill Books, 3579 White Skill Books, 198 Return Scrolls, 19 Kill Scrolls, 669 Bottles of Lucky Water, 1322 Super-Tier Gems, 2977 Refinement Gems, 3542 Super-Tier Enchantment Stones, 4310 Enhancement Magic Stones, and so on.
Among these, the Lucky Water, Super-Tier Gems, Refinement Gems, Super-Tier Enchantment Stones, and Enhancement Magic Stones were items used to enhance equipment.
This would be a considerable fortune for others, but for Fang Xian, it was less than a fraction of what his system had returned.
The rest consisted of various pieces of equipment and materials he didn't care about, along with some adult toys they had hoarded.
Finally, only the Eagleman Trust's "storage ring" contained something that caught his eye.
It was a yellowed, ancient map; opening it revealed it to be a map of the Northern Forest.
Clicking on any point brought up corresponding text descriptions, precautions, and information about the tribe.
Such detailed records suggested that the Eagleman tribe had spent countless years compiling this information.
However, he didn't need the map of the Northern Forest for the time being, so he stored it in his "System Warehouse."
Fang Xian then took out a wooden token emitting a faint green glow, with the character "通" (tong, meaning "pass") carved on it.
Clicking on the information, he discovered it was a pass to the "Elf Kingdom."
The "Elf Kingdom" was the royal family of the Northern Forest, the ruling race of the forest.
It was said that entering the cities of the "Elf Kingdom" was extremely difficult; one needed considerable strength or a powerful background to travel there.
It was unexpected that the eagle-man Tolas possessed a pass to the "Elf Kingdom."
This was a good item; it might come in handy later, since the "Elf Kingdom" only recognized the pass, not the user.
Of course, if you became powerful enough, you wouldn't need these things.
Just by showing your face, you could go anywhere without hindrance.
Fang Xian stored the pass in his "System Warehouse," but couldn't find anything else that caught his eye.
Just then, a loud voice rang out from outside.
"Dragon Alliance Leader, come out."
Fang Xian frowned slightly, rose, and walked outside.
He saw dozens of people floating in the air, led by a tall, middle-aged man with a full beard.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the Dragon Alliance, his eyes filled with disdain.
Fang Xian's identity could not be revealed for the time being, so the Dragon Alliance's external affairs were temporarily being managed by Lü Wushuang.
Lü Wushuang's eyes narrowed when he saw the man in the air. He recognized him; it was none other than the City Lord of Asia City
—Li Tianba.
Lü Wushuang knew that although Li Tianba was the lord of a city, causing trouble under the nose of a Domain Lord was tantamount to courting death.
However, he certainly couldn't be negligent towards City Lord Li Tianba.
He flew into the sky and gave a slight bow.
"Greetings, City Lord Li."
Seeing that Li Tianba didn't even glance at him, Lü Wushuang continued his explanation.
"Lord Li, our Alliance Leader is currently in 'European and American City' and has not yet returned."
Li Tianba glanced at Lü Wushuang upon hearing this, his tone cold.
"So you're in charge?"
"Indeed."
"Very well, you were involved in my son's death, weren't you?"
Lü Wushuang frowned slightly, answering cautiously.
"Young Master Li died in the Alliance War. The battle was chaotic at the time, and skills were indiscriminate; it's truly regrettable."
Li Tianba scrutinized Lü Wushuang condescendingly, his expression displeased.
"What? You mean my son died in vain?"
Lü Wushuang answered calmly and seriously.
"Everyone must be responsible for their choices, and the same goes for the members of our Dragon Alliance. They too paid the price with their lives for the Dragon Alliance's victory."
"Therefore, there's no question of who lost and who gained."
Li Tianba's eyes widened in anger, and he shouted.
"How dare you!"
"You dare to lecture me?
—You're courting death!"