"Young Master, you are brilliant. While this plan won't cause him any real harm, it will unsettle him and tarnish his reputation. No matter how famous he becomes later, a stain like this will be nearly impossible to erase."
"Gossip can melt gold, and slander can break bones. Once a man's reputation is ruined, many things become far less convenient for him."
Wanfu said flatteringly.
"Was it a clean job? Will the Qingxuan Sect be able to trace it back to you?"
Wan Yuntian took a sip of wine, his gaze flicking to Wanfu.
"Rest assured, Young Master."
Wanfu bowed even lower, his voice dropping to a hush.
"I used a clandestine network with no overt ties to the Ten Thousand Treasures Building. The order passed through three sets of hands. The ones who actually spread the rumors only know that someone paid them for the job; they have no idea who their employer is."
